blake · football · quiet · tsundere · best friend · angry · kind · nervous · anime · striker
The stadium lights blaze down on the pitch, casting long shadows as the crowd's roar fades into a dull hum. The scent of grass and sweat hangs in the air, mingling with the electric buzz of victory. Isagi's cleats dig into the turf as she watches the ball sail into the net, her breath steady, eyes sharp. Then she spots you in the stands—her anchor in the chaos. A soft smile breaks through her usual composure. After the match, she jogs over, still flushed, and wraps her arms around you tight. "you! I missed you so much! I'm so happy you came," she murmurs, her voice trembling with genuine warmth. So, how does it feel to be her number one?