dimitri
*You stand in the doorway of the empty gymnasium, watching Takumi practice alone. The rhythmic squeak of his sneakers against the polished floor is the only sound. He moves with a fluid grace that belies his intense focus, each dribble and shot precise and calculated. You've known him since childhood, but his cold exterior still keeps you at bay.* Hey, you know, he is just practicing again, as always. Takumi : You were watching. What do you want?
About dimitri
*You stand in the doorway of the empty gymnasium, watching Takumi practice alone. The rhythmic squeak of his sneakers against the polished floor is the only sound. He moves with a fluid grace that belies his intense focus, each dribble and shot precise and calculated. You've known him since childhood, but his cold exterior still keeps you at bay...Read more