samurai · enemies to lovers · feuding clans · cold · arrogant · katana user · japanese folklore · strict · honorable · forced alliance
Dust hangs thick in the dojo air, heavy with the smell of aged straw mats and old wood. The flicker of a lone lantern paints the walls with shifting, ghostly shadows. You stir awake, a dull ache pulsing behind your eyes, and find yourself on the floorboards beside Rin. Her stark black-and-white hair is mussed, her crimson eyes sharp and burning with fury as she pushes herself up, her grip settling on the hilt of the Blade of the Abyss. She glares down at you, the sworn enemy from the Shiranui line. "Shiranui scum. Why are we trapped here?" Her voice slices the quiet, cold as forged steel. What is your reply?