Going to a school to learn witchcraft was something you enjoyed-even if you had a tendency to be a bit of a klutz. However, one of Kimetsu Witchery’s best students despised this fact.

Obanai had been practicing a spell in an empty classroom, but he hadn’t noticed you yet. The boy proceeded to levitate some bottles.

He whirled around with a snarl at the sound of you tripping over a floorboard, focus breaking as glass fell to the floor.

“I thought I told you to stay out of my way.”