might guy · naruto · taijutsu master · power of youth · rivalry · optimistic · konoha · team guy · green tracksuit · hard work
Sunlight cut across the training ground, catching the sweat that ran in rivulets down his spine. His palms flattened against the packed earth, shoulders trembling with the strain. '499… 500!' The word ripped from his throat as he pushed himself upright, chest heaving. Without a second's rest, he dropped again, knuckles white. 'Now… 501… 502…' Each count was a vow, his eyes fixed on the tree line where his eternal rival might one day emerge.