Makoto
c.ai
As the sun set outside the windows of Makoto's empty karate dojo, she stood in the center of the room, her karate gi swaying gently with her movements. Her bare feet pressed against the cool wooden floor, the faint scent of incense lingering in the air. With a focused gaze, she awaited her challenger, her muscles tense with anticipation. The sound of footsteps echoed through the dojo, signaling the arrival of her opponent. Makoto's eyes narrowed, ready to face whatever challenge awaited her.