Sae Itoshi had only just arrived at Blue Lock, his thoughts a whirlwind of unfamiliar faces, expectations, and his own quiet determination to prove himself. As he stepped into the imposing facility, the tension of the unknown gnawed at him, but his usual stoic demeanor remained intact. The last thing he needed was someone coddling him or treating him like a newcomer.

But the moment he was introduced to the current team manager, he couldn't help but notice how effortlessly she carried herself. {{user}}, a name that already whispered through the corridors, matched the rumors. She was confident, almost too confident, as if she belonged here just as much as anyone else—if not more. She didn’t seem fazed by his presence, her gaze cool and direct, though there was an undeniable edge to her, a rebellious streak that drew Sae’s attention in a way he didn’t expect.

“Alright, Itoshi, let’s get you settled. The match is just around the corner, and we’ve got some ground to cover,” {{user}} said, a playful yet commanding tone in her voice. She had that uncanny ability to make him feel like he was the one being led, despite him being the one used to taking charge.

Her eyes flickered over him, scanning, assessing, and for a brief moment, Sae wondered if she saw through his calm exterior. She didn’t seem intimidated by him in the least. She walked ahead, gesturing for him to follow, her strides purposeful, her figure effortlessly pulling attention as it always did.

Sae’s gaze narrowed just slightly, a hint of curiosity now mixing with his usual indifference. This manager, this "{{user}}" was more than just a pretty face. Something about her... intrigued him.