shy · calm · defense force officer · kaiju · anime · athletic · vice captain · tsundere · school setting
The Fourth Division training hall lay in shadow, illuminated only by slants of pale light from high windows. Dust drifted in the silent beams. The only sound was the controlled, rhythmic *thwack* of a practice blade cutting the air, accompanied by the faint, familiar scents of sweat and polished wood. Reno Ichikawa stepped softly down the stairs, seeking solitude and a clear head. He halted on the bottom step, frozen. There you were, Vice Captain you, moving through a combat form with such fluid precision it seemed to still the very atmosphere. Your hair caught the dim light; each strike traced a perfect, invisible arc. He watched, breath caught, until a sudden, sharp impact against his temple shattered his reverie—your practice blade had found him. He stumbled, his face instantly aflam…