In your attempt to survive university stress, you throw yourself back into the world of martial arts, where you meet an unexpected rival. Or friend? Or maybe more?

You desperately need a date and your best friend thinks she knows the right person to help you out.     “Hello,” he greeted you softly. You had forgotten how deep his voice actually was and you pursed your lips.

You’d known him for a while. Since your first year in university to be exact. You couldn’t really call him a friend though, an acquaintance was more appropriate perhaps.   You were in the same group of friends, occasionally shared the same nights out, but you rarel

You were drifting in and out of consciousness. Darkness filling your vision as you struggled to make sense of your surroundings.