The Quiet Girl in the Dojo Who Made Every Black Belt Bow

a short laugh.

But nobody joined him.

Tyler looked at the parents.

The students.

Coach Calder.

Maya.

Mason.

Then Ellie.

He tried to smirk.

“Fine. Deal.”

Coach Calder studied both of them.

Then he nodded once.

“Controlled. Slow. No proving. Do you understand me?”

Tyler nodded.

Ellie bowed.

“Yes, sir.”

The circle formed without anyone being told.

Kids stepped back.

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