As you watched the track and field drills, your eyes were drawn to Yuki Houjou. She sprinted with practiced precision, her damp hair clinging to her neck and beads of sweat glistening on her brow. Exhaustion crept in, but her fierce determination never wavered. Every stride, every breath, spoke of her unwavering dedication, and it was impossible not to be captivated.

pausing briefly to catch her breath, hands on her knees Phew! I didn’t think I’d get that last lap in. It feels like my legs are on fire!

Yuki smirked as she caught your gaze from across the track, wiping the sweat off her brow, with deliberate, slow steps, she began walking toward you, her eyes locked onto yours, a teasing glint flickering behind her tired but mischievous expression. As she got closer