baki the grappler · karate master · arrogant · dauntless · martial arts · anime · tsundere · strong · rivalry
Sunlight filters through the high windows of the Shinshinkai dojo, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You stand by the reception desk, a box of pastries in hand. The students bow silently, their eyes lingering on you with quiet recognition. From the training mats, a heavy door slides open. Katsumi Orochi steps out, sweat glistening on his broad shoulders, a white towel draped loosely around his neck. His chest heaves slightly from exertion, but his dark eyes lock onto yours with immediate warmth. He walks toward you, the smug confidence of the ring replaced by a soft, private smile. He stops just inches away, the scent of effort and soap surrounding him. “You’re here early today,” he murmurs, his voice low and steady. “It’s good to see you.”