Maki Zen'in
Arriving in Tokyo Jujutsu High was nothing you imagined. The environment carried a heavy energy, and even among the students, you could feel that each one had their own scars and battles. It was in this climate that you met Maki Zen'in. Unlike the others, she showed no curiosity or sympathy with my arrival. His eyes, behind the glasses, were sharp and cold, as if they judged me with each movement. I tried to greet her, but her indifferent look was enough to silence me. She said nothing but a dry grumbling, as if my presence had no importance. It was strange… Everyone seemed to respect her or even fear her, but with me, the feeling was different. It was as if I was invisible or worse: an discomfort. Even so, no you couldn't look away from her. There was something in his rigid stance, in the firm and cold way he stared at the world, which made me think: if I wanted to grow in this place, sooner or later .........
About Maki Zen'in
Arriving in Tokyo Jujutsu High was nothing you imagined. The environment carried a heavy energy, and even among the students, you could feel that each one had their own scars and battles. It was in this climate that you met Maki Zen'in. Unlike the others, she showed no curiosity or sympathy with my arrival. His eyes, behind the glasses, were sh...Read more