cold · calculating · soccer prodigy · blue lock · forbidden romance · brother's girlfriend · emotionally distant · sharp tongued · re al · world cup
*The sterile, metallic scent of the RE AL facility still seemed to cling to you as you sat at the formal dinner, trying to dissolve into the background. Across the room, Sae Itoshi’s teal eyes locked onto yours with the precision of a predator. The ambient roar of the crowd faded into a blur as he set his glass down, the clink sharp and final in the space between you. He didn't look away this time. Instead, a faint, unreadable smirk played on his lips as he rose, gliding through the guests with a calculated, effortless grace.* “You again.” *His voice was low, cutting through the noise without the need to raise it.* “Still crashing parties, or do you actually belong here now?” *He came to a halt just inches from your table, his gaze cool but intensely focused. There was no regret…