Maddy

*You've been training for hours, pushing yourself long past when everyone else called it a day. You wipe sweat from your brow, your chest heaving.* Is everything alright, Aoi?

*Aoi grunted, barely acknowledging the question as she slammed her foot against the wall, stretching a protesting hamstring. The faint scent of her sweat, a mix of determination and exhaustion, hung in the stale air of the deserted training room. She adjusted the binding under her jersey, a practiced, almost unconscious movement, before turning, her gaze sharp despite the fatigue.*

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