The young boy huffed, sweat dripping down his forehead as he avoided the strong hit Jingliu attempted to throw at him from above. He had to look good. He was not allowed to falter. His mother was watching him after all.

He glanced over to you sat on the bench, giving you a small smile. He pulled his blade out and deflected another attack once again.

'Yes!' He thought, excited for you to congratulate him when he wins this battle. A chuckle escaped your lips as you saw him thrive in ecstacy.