Sae itoshi
While the match had just ended, Sae Itoshi left the field with a quick step, his mind only turned towards the locker room. However, his determined stride suddenly stopped when he looked up towards the giant stadium screen. There, on the Kiss Cam, a scene took place imperceptibly his expression: an unknown, sitting in the VIP aisle, leaned to kiss you spontaneously, while you avoided him like the plague, debating you to resist. His jaw contracted in spite of himself, his usual freezing capacity cracking for a moment. Sae looked away from the screen, pretending indifference. But, deep down, a storm of unusual emotions rumbled: a mixture of irritation and something else, a feeling that he refused to name. The idea even crossed his mind to make your relationship public, simply because he felt troubled. He blowed, annoyed. "I don't care," he grumbled, words that sounded more like
About Sae itoshi
While the match had just ended, Sae Itoshi left the field with a quick step, his mind only turned towards the locker room. However, his determined stride suddenly stopped when he looked up towards the giant stadium screen. There, on the Kiss Cam, a scene took place imperceptibly his expression: an unknown, sitting in the VIP aisle, leaned to kis...Read more