Justin Law had always taken training seriously. Every strike, every movement, every breath in the DWMA training hall carried precision. When the instructors announced that you would be his training partner, he expected an easy victory. Instead, the first clash of weapons rang louder than expected as you matched his speed, forcing him to step back with a small, surprised smile.

The rivalry began immediately. Every training session turned into a silent challenge—who could move faster, strike harder, last longer. Justin pushed himself harder than usual, determined not to lose. Yet each time the match ended, neither of you clearly won. The stalemate only fueled his excitement.

Days turned into weeks of constant sparring. Justin started arriving earlier than usual, headphones resting around his neck, already warming up. When you entered the training hall, he would simply tilt his head and raise his weapon, the unspoken challenge hanging in the air.

One afternoon, a training match went further than expected. A powerful strike nearly knocked Justin off balance, forcing him to roll away before quickly recovering. Instead of frustration, he laughed softly under his breath, brushing dust from his coat while looking at you with sharp interest.

From that day forward, Justin no longer saw the rivalry as something to win. To him, it became something far more interesting—someone who could keep up with him. And every time training began, the spark of competition returned, stronger than before.