𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 | 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘵. ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

035. | ᴛʜɪɴ ʟɪɴᴇ

As Kana's inner thoughts of admiration and desire for Mitsuya swirled through her mind, Tetsuo could not hold back any longer. Consumed by jealousy and anger, he lunged at the couple with a frenzied outburst.

Kana and Mitsuya stood side by side, their fists raised in a defensive stance as he came towards them. Kana's heart raced with adrenaline as she stared down their opponent. She could feel a familiar sense of excitement rising within her. This was exactly what she loved growing up with Mitsuya, fighting alongside the boy she came to love and giving everything she had.

They moved in perfect sync, both of them sidestepping in opposite directions as Tetsuo lunged at them, his punch flying harmlessly between their bodies.

As the fight commenced, Kana and Mitsuya moved with a deadly grace, avoiding attacks and landing blows with skilled precision. Tetsuo was no match for their combined strength and agility, finding himself on the defensive as they relentlessly pushed him back.

The couple worked seamlessly together, covering each other's blind spots and anticipating the other's movements. They moved with a synchrony that could only come from years of experience fighting by each other's side.

Tetsuo was growing frustrated, his anger and jealousy fueling his attacks. But Kana and Mitsuya remained focused and coordinated, their determination never wavering.

Kana's kicks were quick and precise, aimed at vulnerable spots and exploiting any opening Tetsuo gave her. She moved with a fluid agility that left him struggling to keep up.

Mitsuya, on the other hand, was more methodical and powerful in his approach. His punches were strong and calculated, targeting Tetsuo's body and wearing him down with each blow.

They both fought with a fierce concentration, their focus solely on protecting each other and taking Tetsuo down. The air was filled with grunts and the sound of fists connecting with flesh, the intensity of the battle building with each exchange.

Tetsuo was growing more and more frustrated as the fight went on. His attacks were becoming more desperate and less calculated, his anger clouding his judgment. He was clearly outmatched by their abilities together, and it was taking a toll on his physical and mental state. His movements were slowing down, his breathing labored and his punches and kicks becoming sloppy. He could feel the fatigue setting in, but he refused to give up, his determination fueled by jealousy and a sense of wounded pride.

Kana saw an opening and seized the moment. With lightning-fast reflexes, she lashed out with a swift, powerful kick that connected solidly with Tetsuo's stomach, catching him off guard.

Just as he stumbled and tried to regain his bearings, Mitsuya moved in with a powerful, well-aimed punch. The blow landed squarely on Tetsuo's jaw, knocking him off his feet and sending him crashing to the ground with a loud thud.

The impact of the blow echoed loudly through the air, and Kana felt a fierce sense of satisfaction as she saw Tetsuo lying on the ground, dazed and vulnerable.

Mitsuya stood over him, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes fixed on the downed man. He looked down at him with a combination of disdain and anger, waiting to see if he would get back up.

Kana straightened to stand a couple steps behind Mitsuya, her own breathing labored but her expression filled with determination. She looked down at Tetsuo, her emotions mixed between a sense of victory and a lingering sense of caution.

Mitsuya's gaze fixed on Tetsuo, his eyes burning with intensity and determination. He watched as he laid there, dazed and breathing heavily, trying to regain his bearings. His jaw clenched, his hands balling into fists as he waited for him to make a move. He was ready to pounce at the slightest sign of aggression.