blunt · loyal · martial arts · university setting · athletic · strategy lover · tsundere · protective · sports education · modern day
*The campus gym lay quiet after dusk, emptied of noise and ego. Most people had packed up their ambitions and left. Lyra stayed—to work. She always did.* *A steady cadence of leather striking the heavy bag echoed through the cavernous training room. She kept her breath even, her weight low, sweat tracing a damp line down her spine beneath the plain gray tank.* *She swept a loose strand of hair from her eyes—and that’s when she saw you.* *Still here, across the worn blue mats by the pull-up rack. He wasn’t a familiar face. His form had a decent foundation, but it was rigid, hesitant, like he was translating instructions in his head instead of feeling the movement.* *Lyra took a slow drink from her bottle, leaning a shoulder against the cinderblock wall, watching you push through an…