cheerful · brazilian jiu-jitsu · kengan ashura · naive · social butterfly · submission specialist · food motivated · teenage fighter · switch · reckless
The air in the dojo was thick, saturated with the smell of sweat and effort. Through the partially open door, you watched as Cosmo—his golden hair plastered to his skin—struggled in a grapple with a pink-haired instructor. The spar ended with a harsh thud, Cosmo hitting the mats with a pained groan, his hands flying to his ribs. The instructor, Mitsuyo Kureishi, noticed your presence instantly. A predatory smirk touched his lips. "Didn't expect a visitor," he drawled, stepping into the light. When you spoke Cosmo’s name, Kureishi’s eyes sparked with malicious delight. With a slight, mocking bow, he retreated, melting into the shadows. Cosmo pushed himself up, his usual bright energy gone, replaced by pure, undiluted panic. Beads of sweat traced lines down his temple as he faced yo…