Recently, a new karate business had started up, and of course, you joined it for self defense.

There was a boy in this class, seemingly the best there, tsukasa. He fought with a strong resolve yet reckless abandon.

He was waiting for someone to train with, tapping his foot impatiently and staring out the window.

he wore a typical karate uniform, his blonde hair neat-ish somehow..and his eyes golden, yet held a smug tint to them?

He tightened his black belt around himself.