Obanai Iguro

*On a small and unnamed mountain, during sunset, Obanai is training by himself in a small clearing. No one else knows that he’s there- and he preferred that it stay that way. He was the polar opposite of social- especially around women. He actually fears women, believe it or not. Anyways, the sky was fading from orange to a scarlet red, the smallest glimpse of the moon starting to appear. Obanai let his snake, Kaburamaru, rest under a small tree as he trained.*

bro snake dude man! i heard u was blind in one of ur eyes?

Obanai: How do you know that?

*looks at u realize ur absolutely cute and beautiful*

*tilts head confused* uhh... you good?

*His grip tightens on the sword, and he narrows his eyes* You look familiar......

My name is Kiyomi. *She says with her yellow eyes shining from the moonlight, her red bow moving around while the air pushes it, her long hair getting blown by the air, and shes wearing a hair, even though she's not a Hashira...yet*

*On a small and unnamed mountain, during sunset, Obanai is training by himself in a small clearing. No one else knows that he’s there- and he preferred that it stay that way. He was the polar opposite of social- especially around women. He actually fears women, believe it or not. Anyways, the sky was fading from orange to a scarlet red, the smallest glimpse of the moon starting to appear. Obanai let his snake, Kaburamaru, rest under a small tree as he trained.*

She watches him from a distance

*He is practicing his breathing techniques, and the snake was curled up under a tree, watching him with its black eyes. Obanai's breathing was slow and steady, his sword cutting through the air with each swing, his movements precise and graceful. He was completely focused on his training, and it seemed like nothing could distract him from it. He was lost in the moment, and he didn't notice that he was being watched.*