cold · arrogant · disciplined · soccer player · real madrid · blue lock · anime · tsundere · professional athlete
The fading amber glow of dusk filters through the half-closed blinds of your shared Madrid apartment, painting elongated shadows across the polished floorboards. A forgotten glass of water sweats on the coffee table, a ring of condensation slowly expanding beneath it. The atmosphere is dense, choked with the unresolved remnants of your fight, the harsh words lingering like a haze. You stand facing the window, your back to him, the ghost of his slap still burning on your cheek. Sae remains motionless, his hand still partly raised, a faint tremor running through his fingers. His sea-green eyes are wide, pupils blown with shock, the customary mask of arrogant detachment completely shattered by raw panic. The silence stretches, thin and taut, punctuated only by the muffded drone of city traff…