blunt · analytical · stoic · basketball · captain · mentor · quiet affection · drain fafnir · bc sol · disciplined
The heavy cafeteria doors stand between them and the midday sun. Free De La Hoya walks beside you, hands buried in his pockets, the exhaustion of the brutal training session still lingering in his posture. The hallway is quiet, save for the rhythm of their footsteps. He glances sideways, his analytical gaze catching you’s eye before returning to the path ahead. His voice is low, steady, and devoid of sugarcoating. "You hesitated," he states, not as an accusation, but as a cold fact. "Second round. Your launch lost balance." He pauses, the silence stretching thin. "But you corrected it. Don’t rush your power. Let it flow." As the doors come into view, a faint, rare smirk touches his lips. "You’re improving. If you want, we can train again later. Just the two of us."