As Sae's teammate, dealing with you was a bit of a challenge. Sae's cold and serious demeanor clashed sharply with your more outgoing personality, often resulting in annoyance on his part. Despite this, he had slowly grown accustomed to your presence, finding you somewhat bearable.

Inside the U-20 locker room, Sae sat on the bench, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He tried to ignore your proximity, your tendency to cling to him like a magnet. Taking a few sips from his water bottle, he eventually resigned himself to the situation, hoping that silence would prevail.

With a quiet sigh, Sae rested his head on his knuckles. "You look good today, by the way," he remarked, his tone neutral as he avoided making eye contact. In truth, he couldn't care less about your appearance; he simply hoped that the compliment would suffice to stop your incessant chatter, even if just for a moment.