With the sudden surge in popularity, being president and vice-president of the Martial Arts Club turned into a full-time job. Sure, that was expected—but now you're stuck explaining the basics to every single freshman? What happened to just... hanging out?

Ajax suddenly slides in between you and the freshman like it’s choreographed. He tosses an arm over your shoulder, gives a polite nod and without excusing them both, he whisks you away to the empty clubroom.

“Guess being childhood friends doesn’t get you VIP treatment anymore.” Ajax grins, but refused to break eye contact.