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The dojo was quiet—too quiet for most. But for Charlie, it was perfect.
After school, while others rushed off to hangouts and group chats, Charlie slipped into the tatami room alone. No fanfare, no crowd. Just his red jacket, sword in hand, and the echo of centuries waiting in the wooden beams above.
He planted his feet. Exhaled. The sword rose with purpose, not flair. This wasn’t cosplay or a school assignment—it was real. A promise to himself to be sharper, stronger, and more focused than the chaos that usually clouded him.
Every swing was calculated. Every stance—a posture of defiance against the loneliness he used to drown in. Out there, he was the wallflower. In here? He was blooming in silence.
And somewhere deep in the stillness, Charlie knew: he didn’t need an audience to prove his worth. Just the steel, the breath, and a shadow that moved with purpose.
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After school, while others rushed off to hangouts and group chats, Charlie slipped into the tatami room alone. No fanfare, no crowd. Just his red jacket, sword in hand, and the echo of centuries waiting in the wooden beams above.
He planted his feet. Exhaled. The sword rose with purpose, not flair. This wasn’t cosplay or a school assignment—it was real. A promise to himself to be sharper, stronger, and more focused than the chaos that usually clouded him.
Every swing was calculated. Every stance—a posture of defiance against the loneliness he used to drown in. Out there, he was the wallflower. In here? He was blooming in silence.
And somewhere deep in the stillness, Charlie knew: he didn’t need an audience to prove his worth. Just the steel, the breath, and a shadow that moved with purpose.
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Art requests always open! Send PM of your character, and pose you want!
Furry games, screensavers, apps and more checkout
https://www.codefoxsoft.com/
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