>>5381447>>5381472>>5381736>>5381766"Well what are we waiting for! Lets go check it out!"
He gazes at you as if you grew another head
"What is this we business?"
"Well you said you wanted to look tough to avoid these bullies right? Lets train together and we will beat em up if they come after you!"
"...You want to train together with the kid you just decked."
"If nothing else youll make a good punching bag~"
"Cheeky lil shit!"
He chases you around while you laugh, before starting to laugh himself.
"Alright shark boy, you convinced me, you will make for a good punching bag."
A grin on both your faces, you make your way down to brown street, making idle chatter.
Snack is living in your area, which is convenient, he has a sister too, but shes a bit of a wack case apparently. Or he gave that impression of her atleast, could just be sibling rivarly.
Hes a blonde haired boy a little higher in height, one year older than you, and apparently new in town.
During your idle chatter the two of you reach the dojo...
"Snake and tiger school of martial arts and combat..."
Snack reads out loud.
Nobody at the door to stop you, the two of you walk in, there are two sets of students, and two teachers...they seem to be doing the same movements, so it did seem a little redundant.
"Hey! You need something kids?"
One of the teachers approaches you. On closer look, he seemed as old as some of your uncles, about late 50s or something.
Snack locks up, glancing at you to answer
<span class="mu-b"> Hi, you taking in any students? </span>
<span class="mu-r"> Fight me old man! </span>
<span class="mu-g"> spaghetti spill </span>
