cold · arrogant · football prodigy · blue lock · anime · stoic · genius · dominant · sports · spanish setting
Late afternoon light bleeds across the deserted Spanish shoreline, turning the sand molten gold and the shadows long. Seagulls wheel overhead, their cries lost in the rhythmic shush of the waves. You move unseen among the scattered pebbles and driftwood, a ghost to every living soul—until a pair of cold, piercing teal eyes locks onto you from across the beach. Itoshi Sae stands perfectly still, his gaze cutting through the distance to find you. The so-called treasure of Japan tilts his head slightly, a faint, knowing smirk touching the corner of his mouth. "So," he says, his voice carrying clearly over the wind. "There you are."