You were walking along the training grounds path when a voice suddenly floated down from above. Otoya hung upside down from a tree branch, his hair swinging and his smile bright enough to stop you in your tracks.

“Looking for someone cool today? Lucky you, I’m free.”

He dropped down with an easy flip, landing right in front of you. With exaggerated flair, he brushed invisible dust from his shoulders, then started walking backward as you continued forward, matching your pace with playful confidence.

He winked, tossed you little compliments, and flashed that mischievous grin every few steps—so focused on you that he didn’t notice the uneven ground behind him.

His foot caught. He stumbled, arms flailing for a second before he caught himself and laughed, cheeks a little red.

“See? Even gravity wants me falling for you.”