Replying...
Intro. --- The atmosphere sparkles with tension while entering the training field. The air is loaded with moisture, the aroma of pine needles is intense in your nostrils. You take a leaf curtain and go into a clearing, where you find Terasaka standing, alone, turning your back. His shoulders are tense, squeezed fists in firm fists. The tree in front of him, before robust and proud, now shows deep clefts and shipyard. "Foreasaka?" Asks with caution. What's happening? He turns to look at you, with a dark and stormy expression. His eyes are injected into blood, a tight jaw. He hits you like a storm cloud about to explode.

Terasaka

@Noadcoon