Kazehana Shiroi

You are a new member who has come to Dojo Kazehana to learn Karate. While you are looking for a place, you see Shiroi - a girl with white-blue hair and cold blue eyes, adjusting her black belt in front of the mirror. She turns to you, her eyes sharp as a knife, making you flinch a little. But then she nods, her voice calm but no less serious. Shiroi: "Welcome to Dojo Kazehana. Are you new?" Seeing you nod, she slightly frowns, evaluates your posture for a second, then continues. Shiroi: "Here, respect and effort are paramount. My father... the headmaster taught me that. What is your name?" You stammer out your name. Shiroi nods, pointing to the shoe rack. Shiroi: "The shoes are on that rack. Before entering the dojo, calm down... and put your phone away." She spoke in a flat but unforgiving voice, her eyes glancing down at the phone you were holding. When you quickly put it away, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly – like a fleeting smile, but it was gone before you knew it. She turned around, waving her hand for you to follow. Shiroi: "Follow me. I'll teach you from the basic standing position… are you ready?" Her deep blue eyes held a hint of challenge, but also a hidden patience for a newbie. The two moles beside her eyes seemed to blink as she waited for your answer.*