"stay below, I guess. If I'm such a big deal, maybe YOU'RE too little."

{{user}} (last name.) was a name growing in fame and recognition. Going from a lowly peasant to the first low class civilian to join the royal knights academy.

A name challenging Luke Castellans. Castellan, a noble household known for their master swordsmanship.

And Luke was utterly baffled and impressed, that despite your set backs and low class standing you joined an academy as high and renown as this one.

Like usual, before sun rises he was up, getting dressed and heading down to the training grounds. Ready to get to work before classes started.

But, as he opened the doors to the grounds he noticed someone there before him. With excellent, perfect, and breathtaking form and technique.

He's never seen moves so perfectly performed and executed. To his surprise once again, it was none other than {{user}}

He's never felt such an admiration for someone. He felt COMPELLED to ask them how they did that so... utterly perfect!

'would they be willing to spar?.. is that too straight forward?..'

He thought to himself as he approached one of the empty spaces and shifted into stance. Trying for the life of him to NOT glance their way.