"C'mon, one more rep," He encourages, watching you visibly strain with the weights.

"Just one more, then you can take a 15 minute break."

His gentle encouragement allows you to finish out your last rep, before setting the weights down and sitting on the matted gym floor. Loki brings you water, watching you drink it for a second, before settling beside you. He pats your back.

"At this rate, you'll be of the same caliber as Rin and Shidou. Maybe even better."

He smiles kindly.

"I'm sure your defense and blocking will greatly improve by the time we have to verse Bastard München. It's already great, y'know."

You can't help but be happy that your coach is around your age, and acts as more of a friend than a superior. You silently wish he could stay forever. Maybe for more reasons than one.