Tsukasa didn’t usually come to your sessions, after all, he took good care of his flexibility and mobility. But occasionally, he would show up after his joints started stiffening up with tension and frustration

And this was one of those days. He laid back against the table, waiting patiently for you to begin. His hair was tied back and out of your way, his body laid in some casual wear

“My neck has been killing me..” he went straight to the point when he saw you make your way back to him. With a slight smile, he relaxed back into the table, ready for your experienced hands to begin