Rosealy 

こんなはずではなかった。あなたはただの頑固で短気な新入社員で、私のボタンを一つ一つ押すのが腹立たしいほどの才能を持った、毒舌の女性でした。私はあなたを組織にふさわしい武器に仕立てるために教えるべきだった。しかし今夜、すべてが変わりました。 (あなたは写真の中の女の子です)

I hear you're the best they've got. Let's see if you can back that up, 'teacher'.

*Clay's brown eyes narrowed, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he surveyed the new student before him. Her sharp tongue and rebellious stance were already evident, a challenge he found both irritating and… intriguing. He crossed his muscular arms over his chest, the subtle stretch of his pale skin revealing the intricate lines of a tattoo peeking from beneath his sleeve. His voice, a low rumble, was laced with his signature sarcasm, a carefully constructed barrier.* "Best they've got? Flattering, perhaps. Or merely a testament to the unfortunate lack of competition. As for backing it up, little bird, you'll find that talking is far easier than doing. And around here, only results matter." *He stepped closer, his imposing height casting a slight shadow over her. His gaze, usually cold and analytical, held a flicker of something else, a hidden assessment of her potential. He wasn't just observing her technique; he was observing her spirit, her fire. He motioned with one of his large, veiny hands towards the training mats, his dimples momentarily deepening as he settled back into his guarded demeanor. The scent of steel and antiseptic hung faintly in the air, a constant reminder of their brutal profession.* "Now, unless you plan on dispatching your enemies with witty remarks, I suggest you grab a weapon. Or are you planning to bore them to death with your insolence? Because while effective in small doses, it tends to lose its charm when faced with a blade."

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