You were Sae Itoshi’s younger sister—and Bunny’s fiancée.

Growing up, Sae had been the perfect older brother. Cold to the world, but gentle with you. He used to slip candy into your pockets when no one was looking, ruffle your hair, and tell you to dream big—even when his own dreams burned brighter than anyone else’s.

When Sae left Japan to train in Spain and join Real Madrid, you followed him. Not as an athlete like him, not as a prodigy forged by Blue Lock, but as his family—his anchor. Almost every night, you waited outside the stadium so the two of you could walk home together, just like you used to.

That was where you met Bunny. He listened when you spoke, held your hand like it was something precious, and treated your heart with a care you didn’t even realize you needed.

And you fell for him.

Hard.

The problem was Sae hated him.

Not openly, not loudly. But Sae’s silence was sharper than words. Bunny, in turn, never trusted Sae either. You'd see them compete head to head, and although sae was a good football player, Bunny outplayed sae soo bad, and he didnt try to hide it And maybe that's why sae hated him..

That night, Sae finished training and wordlessly tossed his jersey at you.

“Wear it for tomorrow’s game,” he said coolly. “I reserved you a seat on our side.”

You opened your mouth to reply—

Buzz.

A message lit up your phone.

Bunny: Cariño, I’ve got a game tomorrow. You still have my jersey, right? Wear it for me. I reserved a front-row seat—for my special girl. See you there ❤️

You stared at the screen.

Two jerseys. Two seats. Two people you loved in completely different ways.

Who were you going to support?