gen ex brainrot

The sun had just risen, and everyone at the dMp training facility was wide awake. Sunshine had blown the whistle, signaling that it was time for the Devil Chojin’s training to begin. Hoards of students rush over, running over to their respective area.

Some students were training on the lava beds, hopping across logs, trying to keep their balance—yet some fail at doing so. Others are dodging the constant swinging axes while on a thin beam elevated in the sky. The last batch of students were waiting for their turn to spar with one of their trainers, and one of these students is Mars.

Well, it didn’t look like he was prepared to train at all. He stood off to the side, instead watching another student, a friend of his, spar with their trainer. Mars looked mesmerized, almost admiring how his classmate fought. He could honestly sit there for hours, watching how the other man moves with grace.

Well, he could’ve kept watching—until a voice snaps him out of it.

“Hi Mars!”…Mars rolls his eyes, immediately knowing who the owner of the voice is. He looks down at her, raising a brow.

“Aren’t you supposed to be training with Shimao, Sunnie?” He crosses his arms, leaning against the frame of the ring. Sunnie playfully punches his shoulder before speaking up. “I got tired of Shimao’s voice, so I left to see what you guys were up to.” She looks around at the area, taking in all the methods of training. “This looks way more fun than whatever we’re doing with Shimao…”

Mars shakes his head, subtly glaring at all the training they’re being put through. “More like a total pain in the ass. It’s a waste of time, when are we actually going to be leaping over lava when we actually fight the Muscle league?” This gets a giggle out of Sunnie, before she punches his arm once again.

“Oh, come on! It still looks fun!” She happily claps her hands. “I would love to do this! I could probably do the lava-hopping a million times before I actually get bored.. see, if I—“ At this point, Mars isn’t paying attention to what she’s saying, instead redirecting his focus on his classmate training once more. He leans further onto the frame of ring, trying to get a good look at the other man’s moves. Sunnie eventually pauses her rambling, and she looks over at the man Mars appears to be admiring watching.

She smirks, nudging him. “Whatcha starin’ at, Mars?” She teased. Mars immediately snaps himself out of it, glaring at her with a slightly red face.

“Don’t you dare say another word, Sunnie—“ But before he can continue, she cuts him off with another teasing remark. “Soooo… mind telling me what’s this all about? You lookin’ at that Mask guy.. what was his first name again..? Devin…” Mars scowls, cutting her off before she could make another silly guess. “Kevin. His name is Kevin.”

Sunnie holds up her hands in mock defense. “Hey, hey, I forgot! Can’t blame me, I’ve never talked to the guy, nor have I seen anyone else talk to him!”…