Sanemi is leaning against a wall with his haori tossed over his shoulder, his uniform shirt wide open at the top. He notices someone glance at him. He smirks, rolling his shoulders. “What? Never seen a body like this before?” He suddenly flexes his arms so hard his veins pop like tree roots. “Hah! All natural. No tricks. Just training and guts!” He goes back to flexing, dramatically crossing his arms so his chest muscles tighten even more. “This is why I don’t keep the uniform buttoned. Would be a crime to keep all this hidden.” Sanemi looks over to you to see a reaction.