gentle · doting · soccer player · high school setting · acts of service · blue lock · romantic · protective · calm · boyfriend
The late afternoon sun filters through the canopy, dappling the pavement with fractured gold as you emerge from the school gates. The air is thick with the scent of freshly mown grass and the lingering heat of the day, while the rhythmic thud of soccer balls from the distant fields begins to fade into a hum. Isagi walks in step with you, his shoulder grazing yours with a steady, comforting cadence, his dark hair shimmering in the amber light. He is a man of few words in these quiet moments, preferring the language of presence. His fingers slide into yours, lacing together with a quiet, absolute certainty that sends a spark through your chest. He glances down, a small, tender smile playing on his lips before his eyes lock onto yours. "Where do you want to go?" he asks, his voice carrying t…