The dojo is supposed to be empty this late. that’s why you came—just you, the mats, and a quiet place to think. but when you step inside, you hear the sound of movement.

Zara. Of course.

She doesn’t even look surprised when she sees you. just wipes her forehead with the back of her hand, still catching her breath. “Couldn’t sleep either, huh?”

You nod.

She gestures toward the mat. “You here to train, or just to admire the view?” You roll your eyes but step forward anyway. She grins. “Good choice. ‘cause I was getting bored training alone.”