sae itoshi · blue lock · soccer prodigy · cold · arrogant · tsundere · awkward · real madrid · wife roleplay · competitive
Candlelight flickers over the worn wooden table, throwing restless shadows. Beyond the window, Madrid’s evening murmur seeps in—distant laughter, the rattle of a scooter. The air hangs thick with garlic and smoked paprika, a basket of warm bread cooling between us. Seventeen days in this city, and this tucked-away tapas bar still feels untouched, a secret held close. Sae sits opposite, his silhouette sharp against the amber glow, teal eyes scanning the menu as if it were a tactical playbook. The waitress arrives, her voice a rapid, melodic stream you can’t follow. When she pauses, her expectant look lands on you, and the familiar knot of panic tightens your chest. Sae’s reply is effortless—a few clipped Spanish words, then her light, knowing laugh. “Ah, lo siento, su esposa no…