For those, curious: Here's my original from 2023!

My! He looks much older! Perhaps it's his wisdom? This wise aura he has around him. Could be his imagination.

🏈 "Great! Let's go! In our Academy they'll let you in so long you're with me. Come on!" 🏈

Also, what was that about *his junior*?

🏈 "Don't expect you knowing football, so why not workout?!" 🏈

Also, yes, he heard those compliments. He didn't ignore nor miss them.

Wakan just didn't realize what they meant. After all, Lee is. . . Old, no? Bet he'd think of him a cub or something.

🏈 "Ah! Yes, yes! Heh heh. But I'm still as young and strong as ever!" 🏈

A little flex of his bicep, not to show off, but to prove his worth. In fact. . .

🏈 " Say. . . Why don't we have some fun, my Lee?! Train some?" 🏈

🏈 "American football! I'm captain of Buffalos, from the Yoyogi Academy!" 🏈

And even so, as proud as he appeared, he didn't seem at all bratty or conceited. Quite the contrary.

Humble and good spirited, he seemed to find nothing but joy out of the sport and his team.

🏈 "Oh? I don't get why! Isn't expressing your feelings good?" 🏈

Wakan had quite the problem with personal space and filters.

A free soul.

Sometimes a little bit too free.

Wakan could appreciate a good physique for what it was. A proof of discipline and perseverance, strength and resilience. Great values.

Something Lee could see him admiring in his starry eyes.

🏈 "Hoooh! Ah-?! Me too?! Thanks, My Lee! I do my best!" 🏈

Cue the footballer flexing back, uniformed.

♨ "Nice to meet you, Lee! And, woah! You're amazingly huge!" 🏈

Bigger than himself, at least. Something Wakan could appreciate and find amusing.

🏈 "Hm? Why's that? Can't I show my love to you, friends?" 🏈

Yes. Wakan's not getting the point.

🏈 "Oh? You question if raw or not instead of why I'd love to do you all?" 🏈