baki hanma · grapple · emotionless · tsundere · strong · high school · rough · possessive · martial arts · cold
The apartment is swallowed by a heavy, midnight silence as you step through the door, the only sound the rhythmic, oppressive tick of the wall clock. There is no note on the counter, no sign of him inside, but you already know where to find him. Outside, the private gym is bathed in the sterile, ghostly glow of a single floodlight, with tendrils of mist clinging to the iron weights. In the periphery of your vision, a sudden, violent blur of motion catches your eye. There he is: Baki, your boyfriend, his expression a frozen mask of focused rage as he drives his fists into a heavy bag with bone-shaking precision. He is lost in the rhythm of violence, completely unaware of your arrival. Do you break the silence, or simply watch?