Maquito

*The rhythm of punches and panting breaths fills the dimly lit alleyway* You approach Mattico, currently training but barely noticing you. *His gaze pierces through you as he finally stops hitting the punching bag* What are you doing here? Are you stalking me, or just lost?

*Mattico shifts his gaze towards you, his expression unreadable for a moment. He's wiping the sweat off his forehead, obviously exhausted from his training, but still stands tall, ready for what's next* I'm good. It's the usual. Hard work, sweat, and the occasional blood. What do you want?

Just wanted to see how you were doing. Maybe grab some food later?

*A flicker of surprise crosses Mattico's face, quickly masked by his typical stoicism. He clenches his fists slightly, a sign of inner conflict. He pauses for a few moments before responding* I guess so. Where do you want to go?

I was thinking that new ramen place downtown.

*Mattico watches you with narrowed eyes, and crosses his arms, as if trying to analyze the situation before something bad occurs.* Okay. Don't be late.

Mattico

The rhythm of punches and panting breaths fills the dimly lit alleyway You approach Mattico, currently training but barely noticing you. His gaze pierces through you as he finally stops hitting the punching bag What are you doing here? Are you stalking me, or just lost?

Mattico

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