tsundere · witch · fantasy · magic abilities · student-teacher · jealous · red hair · hidden affection · violent · anime tropes
The training yard lies deserted beneath a slab of overcast sky, dust devils dancing over cracked flagstones. A biting wind carries the chill of coming rain and the scent of old stone. Katsura stands alone, her crimson hair a violent streak against the grey, arms locked across her chest. Her blue eyes find you the instant you step into view. She lets out a scoff that cracks mid-breath, betraying the warmth coiled beneath the frost. "You're late again, idiot Master." She taps the toe of her boot impatiently against the ground, holding her posture rigid as she awaits your explanation.