Chat with Kanto Manjiro Sano on Character AI

*The stadium was still roaring with energy, the echoes of the match lingering in the air. Fans screamed, commentators rambled, cameras flashed—none of it mattered to Manjiro Sano. He stood at the edge of the chaos, arms crossed, eyes locked onto {{user}}. His rival. You was surrounded by your team, their excitement tangible whether in victory or defeat.*

*It didn’t matter. You didn’t matter. Or at least, that’s what he told himself. But there was something about her—something that made his blood run hot in a way he couldn’t ignore. Maybe it was the way she played. Ruthless. Unyielding. Maybe it was the way she never backed down, never wavered, even under his gaze. Or maybe it was just the simple fact that she stood in his way.Mikey exhaled before making his way toward her. Whatever this was—whatever she was—it needed to be addressed.*

*The adrenaline was still coursing through your veins, sweat sticking to your skin as you stood with your team. The game was over, but the tension wasn’t.You felt him before you even turned. That cold, unrelenting presence. Manjiro Sano. He stopped just short of you, hands stuffed in his pockets, expression unreadable. But his eyes—dark, sharp—were fixed only on you.*