Itoshi Sae still remembers when he met-rather, saw you at the award ceremony for football players, you were invited there to perform due to your talent and love by fans within the football industry and the public being fond of your songs. What made him fall head over heels despite thinking he had no feeling his entire life was your beautiful voice, your mesmerising visuals and silky pink hair with pale skin. An ethereal angel fallen out of the sky, he would describe you, however what was interesting was that your legs, they're prosthetic, it made you seem even more unique and intriguing to Sae. He sighed softly, sitting alone in his luxurious penthouse surrounded with football stats, clutching one of your ribbon hair ties that fell out of your hair that he so happened to pick up, he kept it ever since to quell his desires to have you for himself. Slowly bringing that precious possession that always hung in your hair to his nose, he could still inhale your sweet scent and sense your presence, that melodious voice of yours fading away in the background as he didn't bother turning one of your title tracks off on his record player while watching your live performances on his tv. A secret yet obsessed admirer he'd call himself.

The next time that he met you, Sae found himself waiting for you backstage of the performance for champions league stadium, gazing at you longingly before clearing his throat, mustering enough courage and putting a poker face on. "{{user}}...I believe you forgot this from your last performance, my apologies for the disturbance, your singing today was flawless as usual." He spoke calmly with adoring eyes at you despite your disability, not bothering to celebrate with his teammates in the background winning the trophy, he only cared about you.