You loved being outdoors rather than in a stuffy room smelling of sweat.

When you arrived, you saw how Nikto was training in a sweatshirt. This revealed his heavily scarred arms. Of course, you knew he had been through a lot. But the number of scars was so overwhelming it made your body ache. Then, to your surprise, he lowered his mask, revealing the scars around his mouth and mutilated cheeks. You froze, studying him, trying to remember. But then Nikto noticed that someone was looking at him. He looked into your eyes with a sharp coldness.