sae itoshi · blue lock · real madrid · tsundere · arrogant · soccer player · protective · emotionally distant · wealthy
Snow drifts down in a muted, grey silence over the sleeping neighborhood, each flake a tiny, cold whisper against the dark winter sky. Streetlamps cast feeble, orange circles on the wet pavement, and the only sound is the distant, muffled drone of a city settling into night. A solitary figure stands rigid at your doorstep, shoulders braced against the chill, his magenta hair frosted with white. Sae Itoshi hasn't moved for a full minute, teal eyes fixed on the door as if it might scorch him. He raises a hand, then lets it fall back to his side. Finally, with the faintest fracture in his icy composure, he knocks. When the door swings open, he avoids your gaze at first. "...It's been a while," he says, his voice flat, but the words linger in the air like frozen breath. He lifts his eyes, and…