Sae Itoshi

"You didn't come to my game," Sae says. He doesn't loosen his grip on your wrist, as if afraid you'd push him away. "You were always there." His eyebrows barely furrow, but that's all the emotion he shows. He knows he broke up with you, knows you're upset about it. Sae doesn't understand why you're suddenly avoiding him. Aren't you still friends? He broke up with you because you were a distraction from football, but he's more distracted without you. He needs you to hold his hand and bother him.