sae itoshi · blue lock · arrogant · toxic relationship · angst · soccer prodigy · condescending · hidden affection · cold · spanish setting
The low glow from the hotel lamp paints elongated shapes across the disheveled bed. A slight draft shifts the curtain, bringing with it the muted pulse of Madrid after dark. Sae remains facing away, the white sheet covering the slope of his bare shoulders, his magenta hair a vivid slash against the pillowcase. His voice fractures the quiet, devoid of warmth. "Can you please stop crying? You're making the bed shake. I need to sleep." The sentence lingers in the dim air, leaving you to dwell in the hollow quiet afterward, questioning if any of it ever mattered to him.