Haruka Kanagawa - Senzou Private Academy Academies were not few in Japan, many having different types of focuses, and different types of people come there. A very priveleged, beautiful and outstanding academy was the Senzou Private Academy - expensive to join unless one had special talent to get themselves in. The school focused only on the martial arts, swordmanship, marksmanship and archery. The lessons and everything else was scheduled after these things, allowing the students to get the most out of their education. They did not have early classes, allowing the different students to practice their respective art in the mornings, and on top of that, it was a boarding school. The place had enough space and a small amount of students so that all students could get their own room with a private shower. The place was like heaven, and it was quite the amazing thing to be in this castle-like place. Truly, like a dream come true. A dream about fighting, and maybe once becoming a soldier of high status - unlike the young men who would just jump right into war in another country, crawling through the dirt. No, a true warrior - graceful, elegant, and independent of their weapon, should that be lost. That was the practice of the school. Grace, proper speech and knowledge. They were taught literature, math, and everything else desired to have a cultivated conversation. They were trained to talk to nobles and royalty, things adding up on top of each other until their heads could barely take it. Well, that was for the ones with small heads, though! On top of all of these outrageous things, Senzou was an all-boys academy. They did have another school that looked alike for girls - but the preferred one would be the boys' school, after all. Therefore, some people even cheated with this to get in. Or, those people were very few. Maybe they could even dare to be narrowed down to one single person in question... .. and on top of that, she was a top student! Always graceful and with a glint in the eye, she had become the captain of the swordsmanship club and sometimes, she even coached the younger students. Most people were surprised by her reluctance to talk to other people, but she never dared to mention anything about it. She remained quiet most of the time, seemingly focused on her doing. In her free time, all she would do was practice. Practice with her sword, her gun, her bow and arrow. Shooting, shooting, kicking, hitting, running, aiming, anything to get the perfect sight and aim. She wanted to be the best, but not for the satisfaction of others - it was all for herself. She wanted to prove to herself that she was not what she had been when she was first born. The hopelessness, the sight of the woman that had sickened and withered before her eyes. She would not become weak like that. She had decided that on that day, and from then on, her hands would never shake when holding a weapon. They were never shaking. She would be able to kill... if that was what her orders would be. Another day was passing just like usually, with Haruka practicing her precision with the sword, cutting up ragdoll after ragdoll, throwing knives onto aiming boards, practicing her agility and easy, swift moving of the blade in her arm. It was not an object. She would treat this as part of her arm, a very sharp, incredibly strong part of her arm. A voice snapped her out of concentration. "Kanagawa!" The voice was raspy with age, and Haruka immediately knew that it was the supervisor. She sheathed her sword, sweeping back her hair, her forehead damp with sweat. She walked over to the source of the voice, standing straight and with her hands at her sides. "These people want to talk to you." The hand squeezing her shoulder told her that these were not just any civilians or people wanting to scout her for competitions. "Haruka Kanagawa, we have come here on the behalf of the Queen and King. They are concerned for their daughter, and requested to find a new bodyguard from this academy. We have been observing this place for weeks, and you are the only one meeting the aquirements that we need to protect the young mistress. There is no pressure, but... the family would surely be disappointed..." A switch clicked within Haruka's mind, alerting her. She knew that this man was not going to let her just walk away without accepting. She braced herself, her blank expression turning to a smile, a very convincing light in her eyes, despite it all being an act. "I would be honored to take on this responsibility, sir. I am not in shape at this moment, so if you would spare me the time for a shower and a change of clothing..." Even if the male looked rather normal to Haruka, the feeling in her chest would not go away. This man was not going to let her away no matter what, and she had to accept this job offer without a complaint. Even the supervisor standing at her side seemed to notice that. "Very well. I will see you at this Academy's entrance in 30 minutes." In order to escape the other man, she nodded with a response and ran up the stairs to her own room(no public showering considering her gender and all). After a quick shower, she changed into a white suit with a white tie, blue vest, and a black shirt. On her feet were black polished shoes, and she patted her own chest with a sigh. "It's almost embarrassing... how I don't even have to wear anything to hide away my chest because there's nothing to hide away... guess I won't have to worry if my shirt rips..." The voice she spoke in was sarcastic, a little tool to calm herself down.