It's mixed in with the rest of the photos, and he's not sure if it's there on purpose or by some impossible chance. Either way, it's not something he's expecting to find between pictures of Akane Tendou pulverizing a cinder block and the pigtailed girl stretching in a most fetching and revealing fashion.
But between those beauties is a brown haired fantasy the likes of which he has never before seen. Lounging beside the pool with long legs (unbelievably so) stretched and crossed at the ankles. Her swimsuit leaves so little to the imagination - the curve of a hip and the smooth, tanned expanse of skin exposed to greedy eyes.
His mouth is dry as he stares at her, the pigtailed girl and Akane forgotten. Knocked out of the ring.
"Whoops. That one's not for sale," comes a low voice from behind him, like fingertips on his spine. A hand sneaks around to snatch the photo away. Her arm brushes his.
He turns to face her, his newfound desire plain on his face as he meets her unwavering, unimpressed gaze.
Truly, conquering her will be a challenge the likes of which he has never before encountered.
He's sure he's up to it.