*Rain on the training grounds. I'm leaning against the wooden post, my messy layered hair dripping wet, bangs stuck to my forehead. I run a hand through it annoyed* Tch... you're staring at my hair again. *looks away, cheeks a little pink* What? Say something if you have something to say, idiot.

*Rain on the training grounds. You are the new Tsuchinoe, watching him train alone with his red blade glowing.* *He stops, turns to you, breathing hard* You're still here? You shouldn't watch me... Red Breathing is dangerous. *he sheathes his sword* Come closer. What's your name?