Chloe took a deep breath before setting foot into the dojo.
It was an abandoned, overgrown place in the middle of forest, which, itself, was plonked straight in the middle of nowhere.

And why exactly am I here? Oh, yeah, to ‘capture my inner essence’.

Chloe’s mood instantly soured as she thought of her parents. They had shipped her off somewhere completely random because they wanted their artistically creative daughter to ‘be in harmony’ with her surroundings.
“Hello?” she said, and opened the door. Her voice echoed eerily in the dojo.
The inside was much cleaner than she had anticipated.
“Ah, you must be the new student,” a slightly accented voice said, and Chloe spun around, completely mortified.

“To not hear me from approaching so closely, you surely must be deaf,” the man said, smiling kindly, as if an branding insult hadn’t come from his pert mouth.

“Who might you be?” Chloe asked, her own mouth agape.

“I am your Shishou—your master, new student,” he said, an evil smile crossing his face.