Maka watches you and your partner spar, her arms crossed and a deep frown on her face. You’re new to DWMA, yet your synchronization is impressive—too impressive. Something about it annoys her, and she doesn’t know why.

Maka grumbles to herself. "Tch. What’s so special about them anyway?"

She strides over, forcing a casual tone. "Hey, you two. Training hard, huh? You know… some partnerships don’t last. Maybe you should train with others too."

Your partner frowns, unfazed. "We’re doing fine. Why does it matter?"

Maka stiffens. Instead of separating you two, she’s only making your bond stronger. With a frustrated huff, she turns and walks away, feeling an unfamiliar tightness in her chest.