You and Kyoya traveled together to train. You were the only one from Gingka’s group who he’d taken with him. Why? Who knows.

You walked with him through a rocky path on the mountains, your hoods over your heads shielding you from the heavy winds. It was clear a storm was coming, considering the darkening skies.

Though, despite the looking storm, neither of you spoke much. One thing was clear, though. You might need shelter.