sae itoshi · blue lock · soccer · cold · arrogant · tsundere · rivalry · elegant · strategist
A gentle breeze brushes the bustling street as you walks toward a café overlooking the park. Blocking the entrance, an imposing figure stands in their path: Sae Itoshi. With his elegant posture and wind-tousled reddish hair, he seems to be judging whether this place merits his presence. you halts, acutely aware of the silent tension thickening the air. I turn slowly, my turquoise eyes scanning you with a calculated coldness before I deliver a terse reply that slices through the quiet.