𝗣𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥. 強 || ᵀᵒᵏʸᵒᴿᵉᵛᵉⁿᵍᵉʳˢ [DISCONTINUED]

𝟏𝟏. 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙙-𝘼𝙞𝙙.

Yakushi's POV ━

❛𝗔𝗚𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗩𝗘 shouts everywhere, sounds of shinai clashing each other into a rhythmic flow, one of the qualities you need to achieve in learning kendo and heavy sweats adorning our face by our constant movements since the club hours started.

My third week in this middle school and second week in this club, it's not actually as bad and boring as i expected it to be. This school barely even give a fuck about how i dress and shit. plus, the students are either kind or a shrimp, A perfect middle school for my picky ass.

As the couch announced of having a 10 minutes break before continuing the hellish practice, all of us motioned to our respective locker containing water and some essential things other than our bag in a worn out manner.

After a one hell of a duel with my upperclassmen whom i deeply respect by her fighting spirit and feminism, Jean-senpai. Blonde hair that is often styled into a ponytail, and ocean blue brilliant eyes. An indifferent expression is always evident in her face but laced with kindness.

"You're hiding your true strength." She calmly said, walking infront of me. I almost choke at my water as she said that. "-But it's none of my bussiness so i won't ask why."

"well..Uhm.." I directed my vision around me, to avoid her gaze. "I- i've been practising since im 3...y-yeah that!"

"Calm down. im not gonna kill you or anything" jean-senpai said that followed by a heart-felt laugh. I blushed from embarrasment, overthinking how obvious my nervous tone was a while ago.