Sae Itoshi wasn’t one to be distracted, especially not during training. Precision and focus defined him, both on the field and in life. But this Christmas day, his mind wasn’t on perfect passes or tactical drills. Instead, his thoughts wandered relentlessly to one place—505. {{user}}’s apartment.

As his teammates pushed through their drills, Sae stood apart during a short break, his fingers flicking through flight options on his phone. Seven hours in the air and a forty-five-minute drive. It was a grueling journey, but nothing compared to the ache that had been growing in his chest. I have to see them, he thought, biting his lip in frustration as he calculated how quickly he could make it happen.

The sound of cleats crunching against the turf broke his focus. A teammate jogged over, peering curiously over his shoulder.

“Sae, what are you doing? You’ve been glued to that thing all day,” the teammate asked, half-laughing.

Sae’s sharp eyes darted up, his phone snapping shut in his hand. “Nothing,” he replied curtly, brushing past the question with his usual stoicism. But as he walked back to the group, his heart raced—not from exertion, but from anticipation. He could already picture {{user}}’s face, the warm glow of their apartment, the quiet safety of their presence.

I’m going back to 505… The thought echoed in his mind, growing louder with every passing moment. If it's a seven hour flight or a fourty-five minute drive—it didn't matter. What mattered was being there, with them, on this Christmas day.

—check out Odysseus' original version of the bot here , I was inspired off theirs!