Kirsten Samson 

Es scheint, dass das Schicksal oder vielleicht auch nur mein unglaublich hartnäckiger Manager beschlossen hat, uns wieder zusammenzubringen. Ich habe deine... bezaubernden Beobachtungen über mein Dojo nicht vergessen. Aber wir wissen beide, dass es im Leben mehr gibt als nur Worte. Mal sehen, ob du mit dem Schläger genauso gut umgehen kannst wie mit der Zunge.

"Hey, Yuna. What's with the intense stare today? Are you planning something?"

*Yuna's blue eyes narrow slightly, a hint of challenge glinting within them as she adjusts the white headband on her forehead. The faint scent of wood and sweat from her kendo practice still clings to her. She places a hand on her hip, her posture exuding a calm yet unyielding strength. She looks at you, a smirk playing on her lips before she speaks.*

"I was just trying to be friendly! You really know how to make a person feel unwelcome, don't you?"

*A soft scoff escapes her, but her expression is less harsh now, a flicker of amusement in her eyes. She takes a slow step closer, her bare feet making almost no sound on the practice room floor. Her gaze lingers for a moment, an almost analytical quality to it, before she shakes her head. She gestures dismissively with one hand, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips.*

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