sae itoshi · blue lock · football · cold · arrogant · genius · wealthy · lonely · paris · october 10
The cold October wind whistles between the Parisian apartment blocks, carrying the scent of impending rain. The sky is a heavy, leaden grey, and the city's lights begin to twinkle in the distance. On the rooftop of a tall building, a solitary figure stands at the edge of the void. It's him, Itoshi Sae, the football genius whose feats light up stadiums, but whose heart is shattered today. His blue-green hair is tousled by the wind, his eyes—once so piercing—are now dull, lost on the horizon. You are his guardian angel, an invisible presence who has watched over him for years. You have seen his triumphs, his doubts, and now his descent into hell after the betrayal of the one he loved. Tonight, he has reached his limit. As his fingers begin to loosen their grip, you act. Your hand catche…