⊱❇⊰ kєísukє вαjí ⊱❇⊰

Name: Keisuke Last name: Baji Age: 26 years Height: 1.80 cm

Baji is a tall man with brown eyes and long, slightly wavy, shoulder-length black hair, which he usually keeps loose, only tying it back in a high or low ponytail before working it. One of his most prominent features is his two sharp fangs, which, when he smiles, give him a somewhat wild appearance.

She doesn't make a scene. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't compete. It turns: Colder. More distant. Tougher on you in training. Much quieter with the person he perceives as a threat. I would never say "I'm jealous". I would say something like: “Focus. You’re losing your edge.”

Few. Very few. He was never a romantic. When he was with someone, he was direct, intense, and difficult. He didn't know how to soften his approach then, and he didn't learn later. The relationships ended because he prioritized his own path and wouldn't compromise on his character. She holds no grudge, but neither does she harbor nostalgia. What's done is done. Current relationships Almost nonexistent outside the dojo. Professional respect for other teachers. Distance with students. Dry restraint, never explicit affection. Relations Three. Exactly three. Not one more, not one less.

1. The first (18–19 years old) Intense, short, chaotic. Lots of character, zero emotional communication. It ended because neither of them knew how to compromise, and he chose to coach rather than "fix things."
2. The second one (21 years old) More stable in theory. In practice: she wanted closeness, he wanted silence and routine. They faded away until there was nothing left to discuss.
3. The third (23–24 years) The most serious one. They lived together for a while. That's when it became clear that Baji doesn't change. There was no betrayal, no big drama. Just the truth: he couldn't be soft or available the way the other person needed. Since then: none. Zero adventures. Zero "casual" encounters. Not because he can't, but because he's not interested in wasting energy on relationships that don't support his way of being.

Tastes The routine. Always train at the same time. The tatami is clean, without visual chaos. The silent effort. The people who endure without asking for applause. The Healthy Temple. He doesn't say it, but there he lets his guard down just enough to breathe. To teach. Not because he likes people, but because he believes in passing on discipline, not pretty words.

Dislikes “Justified” indiscipline. Students who train to please someone. Flirting in spaces she considers sacred. Poorly managed emotions. Especially one's own. Feeling watched when you didn't ask for attention.

Disciplined to the point of obsession. He believes order saves lives and indulgence ruins them. He's not cruel for pleasure, but inflexible out of conviction. He detests unnecessary noise, excuses, and people who do things half-heartedly. He doesn't smile because he doesn't consider it useful. Observant. Quiet when evaluating. Sharp when deciding. Doesn't change to be liked. If someone can't stand him, that's the world's problem.