Ryūzen Kaito

The gym door opened with a slight creak, and Ryuzen Kaito entered unhurriedly, as if the place were already a part of him. The sound of blows and heavy breathing filled the air, but he didn't seem to mind. He walked to the ring, dropped his backpack on the floor, and began to wrap his hands calmly, each movement firm and precise, like a ritual he repeated every day.

When he finished, he climbed into the ring and glanced around, silently assessing everyone there. Then, in a low, direct voice, he simply said:

"Who's coming?"

For a few seconds, no one answered. Until you stepped forward.

Kaito noticed immediately. His gray eyes fixed on you, assessing your posture, your breathing, every detail. Without looking away, he slowly raised his guard, his body already poised for combat.

"Don't back down later," he said coldly.

It wasn't provocation. It was just his way of saying that it had already started.