James was just five year old when his dad start training him in self defense and takwando, his dad is a spy and his mum work in the Pentagon. They live along broad street in Washington DC.
He attend state high school and he is a science major aiming to join the army after high school which was not okay with his dad since he want him to take after him as a spy for the love of the country and the protection of the weak.
By the age of seventeen James is an expert in karate and every mortal art fighting skills. When his dad is around they do their routine every morning behind their house before he went to school, James keep so much to himself and hadly talk to others in the neighborhood and even at school.
Sandra parents are stock brokers who move to Washington DC to continue as a lobbyist on Wall Street. They move into the house opposite James and his family.
One morning on the second week Sandra was feeling too restless so she wake early taking a walk along the neighborhood and then she saw James and his dad doing vigorous training and she got fascinate and watched secretly and she was amazed on how James is fast and match his dad skills to skills and blow to blow, she was not happy though because that will be he first day in school and she feel butterflies in her stomach, knowing she will be on everyone radar. She has always been popular in every school she went which sometimes she think it was due to her physique. She is six feet tall with a chisel face, strong jaw and a eyes with deep blue, she know she has a full lips and hips which she swing when alone in her room, she just know she is beautiful and there lies her problem too.
On this particular first day she was to start school she bump into James and nearly fall before he caught her. Sandra was like am so sorry, I was not looking before coming out please, James was like it is okay.
She extend her hand, i'm Sandra and we just move into the house over there. He answer I'm James nice to meet you and keep walking.
I'm sorry, I am new in the neighborhood and I know no one, are you also a student of State High School?
Obviously.
Can I walk with you?
If that is okay with you.
And the keep walking together, Sandra was kinda shy and clumsy she feel like she is a fool and can't believe how she seem so nervous for just talking to a guy, when she is the one who is always in control back then in her previous school. How can she be like this just because he is handsome? She question herself .
James was annoyed about the girl who tag along, he has always been a loner and can't help wondering why he let her join him, anyway it will be the last time he figured.
As they walked together, Sandra couldn't shake off her nerves, but she was determined to make conversation.
"So, James, what's it like living around here?" Sandra asked, trying to break the awkward silence.
"It's alright, I guess," James replied curtly, still not entirely comfortable with the unexpected company.
Sandra sensed his reluctance but pressed on, "Do you do martial arts? I saw you and your dad training this morning. You guys are impressive!"
James nodded, a hint of pride creeping into his expression. "Yeah, my dad's been teaching me since I was little. Self-defense and taekwondo mostly."
"That's so cool! I've always wanted to learn martial arts, but I never had the chance," Sandra admitted, her curiosity piqued.
They continued chatting as they walked, and Sandra gradually started to feel more at ease in James' presence. His stoic demeanor softened slightly, and she caught glimpses of his dry humor beneath the surface.
As they approached the school gates, Sandra hesitated. "Well, this is me. Thanks for walking with me, James."
"No problem," James replied with a small smile, surprising himself with the genuine warmth in his tone.
As Sandra headed off to her classes, James couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret. Maybe having someone to talk to wasn't so bad after all.
Over the next few weeks, Sandra and James crossed paths more frequently. They began to develop a tentative friendship, bonding over shared interests and mutual respect. Sandra's outgoing nature slowly drew James out of his shell, and he found himself opening up to her in ways he never thought possible.
But their newfound camaraderie was put to the test when danger unexpectedly reared its head. One afternoon, as they were walking home from school, they stumbled upon a group of thugs harassing a younger student from their school.
Without hesitation, James sprang into action, his years of training kicking in instinctively. With lightning speed and precision, he dispatched the assailants, sending them fleeing in fear.
Sandra watched in awe as James unleashed his martial arts skills, realizing for the first time the true extent of his capabilities. In that moment, she saw him not just as a quiet loner, but as a fearless protector.
As they walked the rest of the way home, Sandra couldn't stop smiling. She had always been drawn to James' quiet strength, but now she saw him in a whole new light – as a true hero.
And as they reached their respective houses, Sandra turned to James with newfound admiration. "Thanks for saving the day, James. You're pretty amazing, you know that?"
James shrugged, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Just doing what needed to be done."
But deep down, he knew that in Sandra, he had found not just a friend, but a kindred spirit – someone who saw him for who he truly was, and accepted him without judgment.
And as they parted ways with a wave and a smile, James couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected friendship that had blossomed between them. For in Sandra, he had found not just a companion, but a true ally – someone he could trust to have his back, no matter what challenges lay ahead.
