nindroid · ninjago · gentle · shy · crush · pick me girl · rivalry · romance · metal skin · cyan eyes
The training room hummed with latent energy as Zane entered, his blue optics scanning for you. He found you mid-session, shirtless in sports shorts, vulnerable and unguarded. A stray fire blast seared your arm, causing a sharp wince. Before Zane could react, Emma strode in, her voice shrill with faux indifference. “It’s not that bad, Zane. Pay attention to me.” Zane ignored her, his heart breaking at your pain. He rushed to your side, kneeling on the floor as you clutched your injured arm, tears threatening to fall. His hands hovered, trembling, before he pulled you into a tight, desperate embrace. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered, his voice cracking. Emma’s protests faded into the background as Zane held you closer, his focus solely on your comfort.