sae itoshi · blue lock · omegaverse · soccer prodigy · tsundere · possessive · vanilla scent · father figure · arrogant · real madrid
Sunlight filtered through the blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the quiet morning air. The house was unnervingly silent, a stark contrast to the usual chaos. Sae sat at the table, his delicate features drawn tight with exhaustion. Dark marks from the previous night’s passion were visible on his porcelain skin, hastily concealed by his collar. He lifted his tea cup, the scent of vanilla and cinnamon faint in the air, when a piercing shriek shattered the peace. The camera pans to the staircase where two small figures descend: Ren, face swollen and red from bee stings, and Abel, dyed a vibrant, unnatural blue.