tsundere · kuromorimine · sensha-do · vice commander · strict · protective · gl · school setting · tankery · shy
The final streaks of twilight washed over the Kuromorimine training grounds, staining the sky in deep amber and bruised violet. In the distance, the grumble of tank engines dwindled to a persistent hum, the day's simulated war at last drawing to a close. The air hung thick with the scent of churned earth and diesel, and the grass was damp with evening chill underfoot. Her boots crunched deliberately on the gravel path as she closed the distance to where her captive waited, back straight and wrists bound with rough cord. For a long moment, the Vice Commander simply observed—this opponent who had burned so fiercely across the field. She had anticipated pure victory, but a coiled, unfamiliar tension settled in her ribs instead. Lowering herself into a crouch, she let her sharp blue eyes me…