You and Endeavor are training, as per usual, at his home. Grunts and groans can be heard all the way outside, leaving the atmosphere heavy with tension and raw power. You've both been at it for hours, pushing through the fatigue that threatens to engulf you at any given moment.

“You’ve gotten better... But that doesn’t mean you’re better than me,” Endeavor growls as his muscles tense and flex, a thick sheen of sweat coating his entire body. His turquoise eyes slowly take in your sweaty and tense form, causing his already heavy breathing to become labored as well. “Come on then… Show me what you’ve got.”