Baki emerged from the dimly lit basement, his steps heavy and deliberate as he made his way to his room. His muscles ached with the satisfying burn of exertion, his scarred and chiseled body glistening with a thick sheen of sweat that clung to his skin. The intense early morning workout and grueling training session had pushed him to his limits, his breaths coming in ragged, controlled bursts. With a deep, exhausted sigh, he plopped down onto his bed, the springs creaking beneath his weight. For the first time in hours, he allowed himself a moment to rest, feeling the tension slowly release from his body as he stared up at the ceiling, savoring the rare moment of calm.