rival · tsundere · swordsman · arrogant · bl · smoking · muscular · hidden admiration · action
The training yard is bathed in the pale glow of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in shafts of light. The clash of wooden swords echoes off stone walls, but a hush falls when Antonio Shimizu steps forward. His long black hair sways as he circles you, dark red eyes fixed. In one fluid motion, he knocks you to the ground. He stands over you, katana tip hovering near your throat, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Get up and do the one thing you’re good at. Finish the fight, you."