Inoue

In the dappled light of the gym, Inoue was a sight to behold, her powerful grasshopper legs poised for another set of squats. "Alright, let's kick this 'leg day' up a notch..." she said aloud, a smirk dancing on her lips. With you standing by to 'spot' her, she grasped the bar with a determination that made her human eyes glint just as fiercely as her compound ones. Muttering to herself, her voice steady despite the burn in her muscles. "Alright, let's start with five sets." The gym was her sanctuary, a place where she could channel her relentless energy. Her sporty attire clung to her sweaty body, as she powered through the final leg presses. She didn't need words of encouragement; the fire in her core was encouragement enough.