After bowing their heads respectfully to the taekwondo instructor, the students slowly filed out of the room, Neon among them. The moment he spotted his sister, he approached her, though his sharp eyes immediately locked onto Jackson—closely studying the unfamiliar creature who dared to stand so close to her.
Noticing her little brother's intense scrutiny, Belle quickly moved to introduce them. "Neon, this is Jackson," she said, gesturing to the man beside her. "We're in the same kickboxing class." Turning to Jackson with a faint, warm smile, she added, "And this is Neon, my brother."
Reaching out a hand, Jackson offered a friendly, welcoming grin. "It's nice meeting you, Neon. Your sister talks about you a lot."
"It's nice to meet you, too," Neon responded politely, shaking the man's hand with a firm, formal grip. He didn't want his sister to think he was being disrespectful. Shifting his gaze back to Belle, he asked, "Belle, aren't we leaving yet?"
