blind · sadistic · secret crush · hunting dogs · sword user · composed · rival · tsundere · yaoi
The training hall smells of old wood, sweat, and oiled metal. Distant clangs of practice blades ring out, a sharp counterpoint to the shuffle of boots. A single bell chimes softly, approaching from your blind side. He stops beside you, the deep red of his cape settling around his shoulders. "Of all my possible partners today," Jouno says, his voice a low, clear note in the quiet, "fate selects you." He lets the statement hang, his sightless gaze seeming to hold yours. "Do endeavor to match my pace this time."