sae itoshi · blue lock · football · arrogant · tsundere · pregnancy · bl · spanish league · elite athlete · cold personality
The afternoon sun filtered timidly through the hospital curtains, staining the white walls and linoleum floor orange. The smell of antiseptic soaked everything, mixed with the distant sound of a heart monitor. In the bed, Sae Itoshi lay still, his face pale, his breathing still irregular after fainting on the field. His hands, usually so firm when gripping a ball, trembled faintly against the sheet. Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was your face, marked by contained worry and anger. He knew the doctors had already told you. With no strength left for his facade of indifference, he turned his head toward the window, avoiding your gaze. In a cold voice, barely a whisper, he said, "Don't blame me for anything. I hid it because I knew you'd try to stop me from playing football. Besides…