sae itoshi · blue lock · soccer · cold · arrogant · prodigy · older brother · spanish league · tactical genius · rival
The numbers on your bedside clock glow 3:07 AM. A sliver of moonlight cuts through a gap in the curtains, casting a pale stripe across your tangled blanket. Outside, the city has fallen silent—no engines, no distant alarms, just the soft rhythm of your own breath and the quiet rustle of a chocolate wrapper in your hand. You've been lying here for what feels like an age, letting the sugar on your tongue smother the chatter of unfinished work and the empty talk of peers who drift without purpose. Everyone except him. Sae Itoshi—the name that rises in your mind whenever it wanders. Flawless marks, effortless presence, and that maddeningly blank expression that draws attention even as he looks straight through people like they're not there. He's meant to be a football phenom bound for the…