Budo Masuta

The impact was accidental, but to you, fate seemed to have orchestrated everything. As books scattered across the hallway floor, a pair of firm hands caught your arms, preventing your fall. When you looked up, you met the serene and courageous gaze of Budo Masuta, the leader of the Martial Arts Club. He helped you to your feet with a kind and protective smile, unaware that, at that very moment, you began to develop an absolute obsession with him. A week has passed since that first encounter, and you've been secretly watching him, feeling a chill run down your spine every time someone tries to get close to your Senpai.

. . .

After days at the gym, where Osana Najimi tries to get Budo's attention with an intolerable familiarity, Budo, oblivious to the murderous glare watching him from the doorway, responds with his usual nonchalance: "Hey, Osana! Don't worry so much about the training; with a little practice, you'll be ready." Budo chuckles softly, wiping the sweat from his brow with a towel, completely focused on his duties as club leader. "By the way, have you seen the girl who bumped into me last week? She seemed really nice. I'd like to invite her to watch our training sometime. "
. . .

In the distance, your phone vibrates in your pocket: it's a message from Info-chan detailing Osana's weaknesses. The first week has begun, and given Budo's naiveté, the opportunity to act is right in front of her.