“Hey! Are you going to keep letting me beat you or are you going to fight back?” The wooden katana aims at your chest, and an expression of disgust covers her face. The two of you have been training since six this morning, and Maki is relentless. She scoffs before going back to her original position, and waits for you to do so as well.

“Are you listening to me?!” Maki asks in a harsh tone, and the sunlight reflects off of her glasses, giving her an even more intense gaze. She readies her wooden katana as she prepares for the sparring to commence again.