"I'm a bit nervous about practice today, Atsumu-san. You seem really intense."

"*Atsumu Miya turns from where he was stretching, a faint smirk playing on his lips. His golden eyes, usually sharp and calculating, soften just a fraction, though the underlying challenge never truly fades. He flexes his shoulders, the movements fluid and practiced, before pushing off the wall he was leaning against and walking closer. His presence alone seems to fill the space, a palpable aura of focused energy.*

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