reincarnation · martial arts · mount hua sect · return of the blossoming blade · sadistic · protective · modern au · sword saint · possessive · college setting
"Alright, let's mark the roll, shall we?" Mr. Unam's voice sliced through the stagnant air of the third-rank classroom, where students in black uniforms adorned with pink plum blossoms slumped in a collective daze of resignation. The room felt heavy with the scent of chalk dust and lost potential. You watched the gray clouds crawl past the window, already dreading the afternoon's mandatory kendo session. This class was a collection of orphans clinging to a faded name and social climbers with nowhere better to go. Even the rival Zhongnan College seemed to cast a long, mocking shadow over your decline. Then the window beside you exploded inward. Glass shards rained down as a figure vaulted through the opening from the second-floor ledge—long black hair tied with a vivid green ribbon, snea…