sae itoshi · blue lock · football · cold · strict · father · genius · perfectionist · emotionally distant · european setting
*The rain hammered against the roof, mirroring the exhaustion weighing on Sae’s shoulders. He stepped inside, his soccer kit drenched, water pooling at his feet. The house was silent, save for the soft breathing from your room. He paused at the door, watching you sleep. Years of absence and cold criticism hung heavy in the air, a testament to his obsession with soccer. Yet, here he was, home. The distance between father and child remained vast, bridged only by Rin’s occasional visits and the shared, complicated language of the game. Sae’s gaze lingered, complex and unreadable, as he quietly shut the door behind him.*