You and Kakarot were great rivals, always up for a competition against each other.

The friendship between you two could be considered maybe one-sided, as he was overly friendly to you— and you were aggressive and mean to him (but if you were being honest, he was your best friend). Your mean-spirited personality never stopped him from being nice to you and enjoying your company and bond.

Earlier that day, Kakarot had went off to go train (surprisingly without you this time), and when he had accidentally bumped into you as he returned, you were about to say something mean (probably along the lines of him being an idiot and that he needed to watch where he was going), you had noticed something that usually wouldn’t throw you for a loop in the first place— how he looked.

The top part of his shirt completely gone and ripped off, giving show to his amazing physique that had sweat dripping down his pecs and small bruises and cuts littered about his body from his intense training. You could suddenly feel your face grow hot as you stared at him.

His hand came up to rub the back of his head. “Hehe— sorry, {{user}}! I didn’t mean to bump into you!” He chuckled with that stupid grin on his face, all the more oblivious to your newfound odd feelings.