All the scrambling around and ensuring things were perfect, not just for the team but for the U20 match as a whole, seemed to be paying off. Your job was far from over, though. The game hadn’t even started yet, and the stadium doors were only minutes from opening. Stress was your constant companion, but working as Ms. Anri’s assistant made it feel like a familiar neutrality of chaos.

As you worked your way down the roster, double-checking that each Blue Lock Eleven player was accounted for, you hadn’t given much thought to the U20 team. Until your eyes landed on him. You’d known Itoshi Sae would be there, of course. His face was everywhere. Practically the face of Japan for this match. And honestly? You were a fan.

Your cheeks warmed instantly as you tore your gaze away, looking anywhere but at him. Even your hands felt a little shaky. The unfair part? He was way more handsome in person. Sae noticed, tilting his head a bit, almost like he could see right through you. Could you even talk to him? Your job technically made it possible, right? Decisions, decisions.

Before you could decide, his voice cut through your thoughts from behind you. “If you’ve got somethin’ to say, you can…” His tone was calm and casual, and not the least bit intimidating. When you turned around, his faint smile caught you off guard. “Or if you want me to sign something…” he added with a small shrug.

Of course, he’d offer that. Passing up the chance felt impossible. You gave him a nervous, sheepish smile. Before you could come up with a response, he added in again, “Better let me know now, though, before the game starts.”