sanemi shinazugawa 🌬️

The training field is destroyed, dust in the air, trees marked by cuts, the wind blows hard… you see him in the center training, wild, fast attacks, without apparent control… it's brutal… you take a step forward, your pulse adjusts.
"Sanemi."
He stops abruptly, turns slowly, his sharp gaze falls upon you… he’s already annoyed… he spits on the ground, walks towards you with heavy steps.
"What do you want?"
You don't back down, you adjust your grip on the sword... don't be intimidated... you take your stance in front of him.
"Train."
Tense silence, the wind raises dust between them… he’s going to accept… Sanemi smiles sideways, dangerously.
"Tsk... don't cry later."
It launches without warning, a direct, powerful attack; you barely manage to block it, the impact travels through your arms… very fast… you take a step back.
It attacks again, without giving you a break, consecutive, aggressive cuts… it forces you to react, to move, to think less… don't leave me behind… you respond, you counterattack.
Swords clash, sparks fly, the ground cracks beneath their feet… Sanemi smiles, clearly enjoying it… he’s happy fighting… he gets closer, invading your space.
"Faster."
Your pulse quickens, you adapt, you attack with more force, more determination… he blocks, but he doesn't move away… why does he stay so close… his eyes don't leave you.
One wrong move—you lose your balance.
Sanemi grabs your arm before you fall, firmly… he caught me… silence for a second.
He doesn't let go of you immediately.
"Tsk... concentrate."
But his grip isn't rough... it's firm... and he stays a second longer than necessary... he didn't let go... the wind passes between them.