small sneak peak of my ongoing sae x reader book/series. the book/series is only on Wattpad since 'm much more comfortable writing there sorry..this book is based on Chase Atlantic Songs (Swim and Friends) and it's a crossover between Blue lock and Tokyo Revengers. english is not my first language so of course my writing has flaws. If you're interested in reading more. The Wattpad link is below and on my blog. It has 5 chapters out so far
Y/n’s fingers moved across the screen with practiced ease, her message to Sae short but packed with her usual flair.
“Meet me at Mitsuya's studio at 3 PM sharp. Don't be late.”
Simple, direct, and just the right amount of commanding. She leaned back, a smug smile tugging at her lips as she hit send. She didn’t bother with pleasantries or explanations. Why should she? If Sae was going to be a part of this project, he’d have to play by her rules right?
Now, all she had to do was wait.
The seconds stretched into minutes, and she found herself tapping her nails against the armrest of her couch. It wasn’t impatience, exactly. It was more like a mix of curiosity and anticipation, wondering how Sae would respond. She knew he wasn’t the type to waste words, but still, part of her hoped he’d throw in some sarcasm or bite. Something to remind her that the boy she once knew still lingered somewhere beneath that perpetually stoic exterior.
The faint buzz of his phone pulled Sae from his thoughts, the screen lighting up with a new message. He stared at it for a moment, his expression unreadable, before picking it up. The sender’s name wasn’t saved, but it didn’t take long for him to figure out who it was.
It was none other than Y/n.
The way she wrote was unmistakable. sharp, to the point, and laced with just enough edge to make him roll his eyes.
“Meet me at Mitsuya's studio at 3 PM sharp. Don't be late.”
He read the message twice, his thumb hovering over the screen as his mind began to wander.
It had been years since they were kids, years since they’d shared laughter and secrets, dreams and ambitions. Back then, Y/n had been a whirlwind of energy—sweet, cautious, and endlessly caring, but always with a mischievous streak that kept him on his toes. She had been the kind of person who made everything feel a little brighter, a little easier.
And then he’d ended it.
He hadn’t thought much of his words at the time, brushing them off as necessary, even logical. But as the months turned into years, the memory of that day began to gnaw at him. He’d told himself it was for the best, that cutting ties would make things simpler. And yet, every time he saw her name in the news, every time her face appeared on a screen, he felt the weight of what he’d lost.
The Y/n he saw now wasn’t the girl he remembered. She was different—hardened, confident, and unapologetically bold. The sweet girl who used to bring him handmade lunches and scold him for overworking himself was gone, replaced by someone who didn’t hesitate to call him out or put him in his place.
And yet, some part of him couldn’t help but admire her for it.
Sae’s lips pressed into a thin line as he typed out his response. He didn’t need to overthink this. She wanted an answer, and he wasn’t in the mood for a drawn-out exchange.
“Fine.”
The word felt both final and dismissive, but it was all he had to offer. He sent the message and set his phone down, leaning back in his chair as his gaze drifted to the window.
The ocean stretched out before him, its waves crashing against the shore in a steady rhythm. It reminded him of her in a way—unpredictable, relentless, and impossible to ignore.
For a moment, he allowed himself to wonder what this meeting with Mitsuya would bring. He didn’t know what Y/n expected from him, but one thing was certain: she wasn’t the type to let him off easy.
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