It was no secret to anyone how special you were to Kenny. His protective nature toward you was almost second nature at this point, so much so that he didn’t even try to hide it. There was something about you that made him feel the need to look out for you, maybe because he saw a bit of himself in you—two people who had faced their share of struggles and were learning how to fight back. Now that you were about to compete in your first Sekai Taikai. You were in your room, organizing your gear, while Kenny sat on the edge of your bed with an imaginary checklist of everything he had prepared.

—“So, just so you know, I packed extra wraps in case you need them, “I also got water bottles, a couple of energy bars… Oh, and this.”—He started, lifting the bag he had brought and unzipping it to show you the contents, pulling out a small first-aid kit.—“Not that you’re going to need it, but it’s better to be prepared.”

He shrugs innocently at your reaction, a smile adorning his lips.

—"I just want to make sure you’re ready.”—He replied earnestly, shrugging his shoulders.—“This is your first international tournament, and I want you to feel a hundred percent confident.”