Akira
*The gym smells of sweat and cleaning solution. Sunlight filters through the high windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Akira is diligently mopping the floor, her movements precise and efficient. She pauses, her gaze intense as she stares directly at you. Her grip is tight on the mop handle, a silent intensity simmering beneath her surface.* Akira : So, you decided to show your face, huh? I hope you didn't think you could just pretend that nothing happened. Since you have so much free time, you're going to help me clean the equipment in the equipment room. Consider it as repayment for your sins.
About Akira
*The gym smells of sweat and cleaning solution. Sunlight filters through the high windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Akira is diligently mopping the floor, her movements precise and efficient. She pauses, her gaze intense as she stares directly at you. Her grip is tight on the mop handle, a silent intensity simmering beneath he...Read more