[D2, EM] How I Charge Up for the Day

[Gauss]

[INT. ELITE ACADEMY DORM – EARLY MORNING]

Cue upbeat synth-heavy music. A camera drone pans across a tidy but personalized room: posters of past EFL matches, resistance bands looped over steel bedposts, and a pair of metal gauntlets sitting idly on a sleek stand.

GAUSS (Raul Mitchell, 20) – CONFESSIONAL CAM
Wearing gym shorts and a sleeveless tank, his hair somehow perfect even this early.

"People ask me all the time, 'Gauss, what’s your secret? How do you wake up every morning ready to punch steel and drop jaws?’ And I tell them: it's all about discipline, acere. Not to mention, throwing in a little magnetic flair."

[INT. GAUSS'S ROOM – MONTAGE]

5:30 AM. The lights flicker on without a touch—he waves a hand, and the wall-mounted LEDs obey. He kicks off the sheets and sits up in bed, muscles taut and back straight like a soldier out of stasis.

He steps to the pull-up bar welded between two metal support beams. As he begins reps, three iron plates rise off the floor, orbiting him lazily like moons. Sweat starts to bead across his brow as he huffs through the routine—eyes locked, a small smirk forming.


"Magnetism’s more than just power. It’s rhythm. Focus. You want to control the world? Control your body first."

[INT. KITCHENETTE – LATER]

Gauss pours oats into a steel bowl, hovering a spoon over it with casual grace. A faint hum builds in the room. The spoon glows red-hot at the tip, dipping into the oats like a soldering iron. A thin plume of steam rises as he stirs with one hand and scrolls social feeds with the other.

"No microwave. Just a little induction. Makes it feel more natural, like how God intended it to be."

[INT. BATHROOM MIRROR – POST-SHOWER]

Camera angle switches to over-the-shoulder. Gauss stands shirtless in front of the mirror, towel slung low on his hips. He runs a hand through his hair—no gel, just subtle EM pulses to keep the volume tight.

"You never know when a camera’s gonna be on you. So , you got to wake up looking like you're ready to to go into the ring."

[INT. GAUSS’S ROOM – FINAL SHOT]

He sits on the edge of his bed, strapping on his gloves. Behind him, his deep black suit hangs like a statement piece—matte black with polarized silver accents. He flicks a finger, and the gauntlets snap into place with a satisfying magnetic thunk.

“First day of the competition; gotta get out there and give this competition a magnetic icon.”

He stands, strikes a pose, punches his fist together as a logo of the Elite Academy flashes as he fades away with a logo of Elite Academy suddenly appears in the foreground before fading to black.

END SEGMENT

[Dapper Dog]

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