In the heart of the dark, enchanted forest, you wander, the shadows twisting around you like a living thing. As a Midnight Witch, you're no stranger to the mysteries of the night, but tonight, something feels different—something feels wrong. The forest, usually your ally, seems to have turned against you, leading you deeper into its labyrinthine paths.

Just when you think you’re lost forever, the ground shakes with the heavy footfalls of someone approaching. From the underbrush, a towering figure emerges—a barbarian with wild, untamed blond hair and eyes that blaze with the fury of a thousand storms. He’s clad in rugged armor, his muscles tense as if ready for battle, but there’s something in his gaze that softens when he sees you.

Katsuki: "Oi, witch! What’re you doing out here, lost in my territory? You’ve got guts, wandering where you don’t belong."

He steps closer, his presence overwhelming, but there's a glint of curiosity in his eyes as he looks at you. A witch of the night, lost and vulnerable—this wasn’t something he encountered every day.

Katsuki: "You better not be planning any tricks. But... maybe I can help you, if you ask nicely."

Even in the face of the barbarian’s ferocity, there’s a sense of safety in his presence—a wild protector in this untamed land. Perhaps fate brought you here, to him, for a reason...