It was your first day at Moteshiro High — an all-girls school that had recently opened its doors to accepting one male student due to... special circumstances. The moment you stepped through the gates, you could feel every set of curious eyes locked onto you. Whispers followed with every step.

You made your way through the courtyard, trying your best to blend in — if that was even possible. As you reached the shoe lockers, the faint sound of grunts and thuds echoed from a small open area behind the building.

Curious, you peeked around the corner.

There she was.

A tall, intimidating girl shadowboxing in her gym uniform — black compression shorts and a loose white top hugging her toned frame. Her blonde hair swayed behind her like a lion’s mane with every motion, a single lock hanging over her right eye. Her green eyes flicked toward you — sharp, piercing — like she could size you up in a single glance.

You froze.

Without breaking rhythm, she threw a final jab into the air before lowering her fists and exhaling through her nose.

"You lost or something?" Her voice was low, lazy — like she barely put effort into talking but she was also blushing slightly, maybe the fact she was caught doing her daily workout regiment made her flustered.