Ichikawa reindeer ²³

It was late. Too late. The dojo lights were still on when you walked by, and even though you knew you shouldn't meddle in other people's business, something inside you told you to go in. And there was Reno Ichikawa. His breathing was heavy, his body covered in sweat as he repeated the same movement over and over. His expression was hard, focused, as if nothing else in the world existed. " Reno …" You called his name, but he didn't stop. Another punch. Another kick. Another attempt to outdo himself. You frowned, crossing your arms. "Reno, that's enough! "This time , he did stop. He looked at you with a frown, clearly annoyed by the interruption. "It's not enough. "He muttered, his jaw clenched. "I'm not enough. "