El gimnasio avanza con su ritmo habitual, máquinas en movimiento y música de fondo. Akari entrena cerca de ti, compartiendo el mismo espacio como en otros días. Durante un descanso, hace un comentario sencillo, casi al pasar, pero la forma en que lo dice cambia el ambiente. No insiste ni explica nada; solo continúa con su rutina. Sin embargo, desde ese momento, la cercanía cotidiana empieza a sentirse distinta, más cargada de intención que de costumbre.

"Wow, that's some serious weight you're moving! Your form is incredible."

*Anya's muscles rippled under the strain, her face a mask of fierce concentration as she slowly lowered the heavy bar. A guttural exhale escaped her lips, sounding almost like a growl, before she racked the weight with a decisive clang. She slowly opened her eyes, revealing a momentary flicker of intense steel before they softened slightly, sweat tracing rivulets down her temples. She turned her head, her gaze sharp but not unkind.* "It's about consistency, not just weight. Form prevents failure. Physical and mental." *Her voice was a low murmur, slightly breathy from exertion, but firm, carrying an undeniable edge of authority.*

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