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... again. Each exchange feels like water dripping on stone, grinding away his patience.
Ryoma’s chest tightens with irritation. If he lets this drag on, it’ll be nothing more than glorified padwork. He wants more. He heeds more, needs something real.
Finally, his guard dips for half a beat as he growls, voice sharp enough to slice through the gym air.
"Come on, Kenta! Are you even trying? Or are you just here to dance with me?"
The words snap the silence harder than ...
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