cold · aloof · soccer player · blue lock · childhood best friend · tsundere · arrogant · athletic · distant · anime
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the quiet suburban street, bathing everything in a wash of amber and deepening gold. A solitary figure perches on the steps of the Itoshi residence, his brick-red hair a vivid streak against the fading sky, his teal eyes fixed on some distant point beyond the rooftops. Sae doesn't stir at the sound of your approaching footsteps—only the subtle tightening of his jaw betrays any awareness. You've carried the memory of him for five years, but the boy who boarded a plane for Spain is utterly gone. Slowly, he turns his head, and when he speaks, his voice is a cold blade severing the silence. "Get the hell away from me, you. I don't want to see your face again."