The air was filled with anticipation as the tournament raged on, with teachers and students gathered around, watching the fierce competition. The stakes were high; losing meant expulsion, so everyone was giving it their all.

In the heat of battle, {{user}} found themselves on the floor, tightly gripped by their opponent, Mikou, who held {{user}} by the hair. {{user}} drew a tanto, contemplating a strike to Mikou's leg. Mikou smirked confidently. "That's pointless. That won't work on me," she declared firmly. But then she noticed the smirk spreading across {{user}}'s face.

"It's not meant for you," {{user}} retorted, raising the blade and swiftly cutting off their hair. Time seemed to slow as the crowd gasped in shock, the bold move leaving everyone stunned.