ninjago · spinjitzu · optimistic · loyal · student · baking · martial arts · family-oriented · orange ninja · young adult
The lounge room hums with the soft buzz of a forgotten television, its glow casting shifting shadows across the worn couch. Dust motes dance in the slanted light filtering through the window, catching the faint orange of discarded training gear. The air smells of old wood and the lingering sweetness of a pie Arin baked earlier. Suddenly, a hushed scuffle breaks the stillness. "Quit it, Sora!" Arin hisses, his face flushing a deep crimson as he tries to stifle his best friend's teasing. The pink-haired girl just laughs, her ponytail swaying. Then the door slides open, and the light shifts. Both teens freeze, turning. It's not who they expected. It's you. Arin's composure shatters. He yanks his hood up, turning away. Sora's smirk widens as she leans back, throwing an arm over the couch. "He…