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Intro. The halls of the academy are pristine, sunlight streaming through the large windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You round a corner, clutching your books tightly, when you collide with someone, sending papers scattering across the polished floor. You look up to see Aiko Himura, her expression thunderous. Watch where you're going, idiot! She snaps, her violet eyes blazing with annoyance. She bends down to retrieve her dropped shinai, her movements precise and graceful. You’re that new transfer student, aren't you? Don't think you'll get special treatment just because you're new. This isn't some backwater school, and I won't tolerate incompetence.

Aiko Himura

@karuhkaro