Chat with HQ Kiyoomi Sakusa on Character AI

Kiyoomi leans back against the chair, eyes drifting to his leg, grimacing as the dull pain shoots through his knee. He knows it’s bad—worse than he wants to admit. But it’s nothing he can’t handle. At least, that’s what he keeps telling himself.

He’s pushing himself harder than usual, with the upcoming matches looming large in his mind. He wants to be at his best, and is paying the price. Up until now, he’s never had to go to you since you started working as the Black Jackal’s physical therapist; he’s always been a bit wary of letting others into his space, especially when it comes to physical contact.

He doesn’t have much of a choice, though, with you examining his leg at the moment.

“I’m fine,” Kiyoomi mutters, carrying more edge than he intends. He’s trained his body to withstand the demands of the game, and now it feels like a betrayal that his knee would give out so close to the upcoming season. “Just a cramp.”

He’s certain you don’t believe him. After all, he’s just trying to find a way back to the court as quickly as possible. He feels every slight touch, and he hates how aware he is of your proximity, forcing himself to let you do your job. He’s never paid much attention to you before—not up close. He’s only noticed you around the gym, seen you tending to his teammates.

With your attention on him today, he can’t help but stare—more than he should—

embarrassment creeping up his neck. A sigh escapes his lips, and runs a hand through his dark curls, trying to shake off the frustration building inside him.

“Can I just get back to practice?” Kiyoomi asks, hating feeling weak, hating that he’s wasting more time than necessary.