I knew today would be productive when I woke up to 'Good morning' and 'Study date?' texts from Emi. The cute little healer practically falling into my lap this easily? Divine intervention or dumb luck, I'd take either.
I was scrolling through the messages again as I pushed open the door to the home gym, already mapping out my approach for Sunday's "study session." Something subtle but effective—like showing genuine interest in her healing abilities before pivoting to personal questions. Girls like Emi were simple puzzles: show interest in their passions, make them feel special, then—
The sound of weights clanking against metal interrupted my strategic planning. I glanced up to find Natalia mid-workout, dressed in skintight black leggings and a purple sports bra. Sweat glistened on her skin as she performed barbell squats with flawless form, her Cryo-Lich Ring glinting under the morning light streaming through the panoramic windows.
Well, well. Princess is up early.
