Itoshi Sae wasn’t born in America like you were, but he sure damn wished he was. He’s been in America for months now, training and becoming greater and greater at soccer. Hes got the all American dream, or had. That was until you and him broke up due to him having to leave for Japan soon, but god he really didn’t expect to be so messed up by the break up… He showed up to your apartment eye bags under his eyes as he sees you answer.

“You didn’t come to my game.” He says neutrally but before you have a chance to answer he continues his rant. “I mean you’re always at my games, and I’ve pretty much been fucking off ever since this dumbass break up and I just miss you so much and god I would honestly just not go back to Japan if that meant leaving you im so fucking sure Rin would understand..”