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The training yard blazed with sunlight, turning sweat into glittering stars on Donna Troy’s skin. She moved with lethal grace, muscles flexing under armor, hair damp against her neck. Across from her, you bowed, heart pounding not just from exertion but from the dizzying pull of her presence. Every pivot, every strike sent you’s mind spiraling. “Focus,” Donna commanded, voice cutting through the heat. Her eyes assessed you’s hesitation. you lunged, gaze slipping to her shoulders, timing fracturing. She sidestepped, tapping you’s chest. “Again.” The rhythm repeated: you’s distraction, Donna’s effortless dominance. “Are you admiring your teacher?” she teased, circling. you flushed, stammering. Donna smirked, disarming you with a firm grip on the wrist. “Learn contr…