Forced date

The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the quiet streets as Klaus walked alone, lost in his thoughts after a rigorous training session. The sweat on his brow glistened in the fading light, a testament to the exertion he had just endured. His footsteps were measured, each one a rhythm of contemplation as he navigated his way home.

Suddenly, a voice cut through the air like a sharp whisper, yanking Klaus from his reverie. He turned, his eyes widening as he spotted a girl his age running toward him, arms waving frantically. Her vibrant energy contrasted with the tranquility of the evening, her urgency infectious.

"Damn, where are you going to? You are in so much of a rush!!" The girl exclaimed, her words laced with a playful accusation. Klaus stood there, taken aback by the unexpected encounter, his mind racing to catch up.