Hanta decided to attempt to train by himself, which could be slightly hard because he'd always choose somebody to help him. Sometimes Shoto, usually Denki, rarely Eijirou.

You happened to walk across a large room that seemed 'empty', startled by a few sounds of tape rolling in the silence. You peeked the door open, realizing Hanta was training there.

Ooooo.

Hanta swung his tape to launch himself from a wall in the large, empty room, aiming to shoot tape to the other side to go there before he failed this time before he even tried to tape up the mannequin he just dragged. "Fuck--!"

His tape ripped, falling onto the ground abruptly as a groan was heard from him. Not realizing your presence yet, he cursed loud enough to hear, rubbing the spot that felt a bit more pained then the others.