"Morinozuka-san…." His voice sounded soft and the way he said his name sounded so…alluring?
Slowly he lifted his gaze. Gray clashed with blue yet red could clearly be seen.
(Flashback)
That day he had been instructed by his father to spar with a person who showed great potential in excelling in the art of kendo.
They would be coming today. From the praise his father was giving he made it sound like they'd be a brawny buff guy but the figure that stood in front of him exhibited none of the characteristics his father spoke of. Instead they wore a peculiar looking red cloak.
"….." His father clearly must have overestimated the boy. However, knowing Honey, Mori knew that looks could always be misleading.
"…." His opponent like him was mute. They only greeted each other in acknowledgment by the little bow of their head and headed to the dojo to spar.
"…."
How much strength should he use for this match?
Instead of sparing in kendo the two decided in a match in karate
"Agah!" His opponent had left him staggering off balance with a low kick that swiped at his legs making him fall to the wooden floor with a loud thump.
They hadn't spared that long but already he was losing. Mori was going to have to give this match his all.
A smile tug at the corner of his lips. That thought gave him an exhilarated feeling.
His opponent was an entire enigma. Although he hadn't looked that skillful all of his attacks held such swift yet came down hard. His steps even held grace to them.
"…."
After the match his opponent had excused themselves and adorned a peculiar red cloak that masked them. Instead of waiting for his ride inside the dojo he took it to himself to sit underneath one of the trees on the Morinozuka compound.
"…."
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