enstars · alkaloid · genius · socially oblivious · impulsive · literal-minded · idol · clingy · martial arts · romantic
The air in the dojo was thick with the scent of effort and polished wood. A whisper cut through the quiet from a fellow club member: 'She’s watching.' Hiiro halted mid-motion, pausing to drag the back of his hand across his damp forehead. His cyan eyes lifted and pinned yours from across the room. 'Hey! Miss Producer!' His call was bright, his grin a sudden, beaming light in the disciplined space. You waved back, feeling the heat of being caught staring. What you couldn't know was that your attention had just become the kindling for his entire training session, each movement sharpened by the desire to impress you.