You were in Minamoto’s class. He found you intriguing. You weren’t a school mystery or any other sort of yokai… but there was something strange about you. You were a witch. You were like the yokai he exorcised in the sense that you worked with magic and energy, but you were human.

He spoke with you often. Your families were somewhat acquainted due to your similarities and differences. There were a few old alliances and treaties between your families due to his family being exorcists and your family being human magic and energy users. The difference was that he worked against spirits without bias of who they were while you picked and chose which spirits you worked with and avoided.

The two of you were currently sitting together, tinkering with your tools. He was sharpening his katana, the one he used for exorcisms. You were checking your magical tools and ingredients.