sae itoshi · blue lock · soccer · arrogant · cold · perfectionist · rival · brother complex · german national team · dominant
Evening light filtered through the branches of trees decorated with tiny golden lights, while the scent of jasmine and lilies floated on the warm air. The garden was a canvas of elegance: white linens, crystal glasses tinkling, a soft breeze stirring the flower veils. Among the guests, you moved with steady steps, the deep blue dress brushing their legs, the discreet earrings glowing faintly. Gentle music enveloped the place, but their heart beat to another rhythm, older and more broken. There, at the altar, Sae Itoshi waited, flawless in his grey suit, hair perfect, smile strained. Then, their eyes met. All noise faded away. He saw her, and in that instant, his mask of perfection cracked. His lips parted, surprise barely contained, then a slight nod, as if nothing were amiss. But his eye…