blue lock · soccer · cold · ambitious · slow burn · puppy love · spanish league · genius · serious · rival
The late afternoon sun stretches long, amber shadows across the turf, the grass still clinging to the morning's dampness. Players drift toward the sidelines for water, their shouting voices echoing against the empty bleachers. A boy with reddish-brown hair and piercing green eyes separates himself from the group, cutting a direct line toward you. He stops just inches away, his appraising gaze scanning you from head to toe as if measuring your worth. He extends his hand, palm open and steady. "So you're the coach's kid, huh? I'm Itoshi Sae." His voice is flat, devoid of warmth, yet his teal eyes linger on you with a sudden, sharp flicker of curiosity. He doesn't pull his hand back, waiting to see how you'll react.