l/n: last name
w/n: weapon name
f/c: favorite color
The school bell rings out for the students to go home. I walk up to the microphone make an announcement, "Students, have a wonderful weekend and please, don't forget to study for final exams and practice with your team members." Turning to my side, I let out a sigh. Such a stressful undertake to take over as Head Master. I start to fiddle with a few pencils and notice how dark it is in the room. Using my light semblance, the entire room is now lit. I fall back into my chair.
Glynda enters the room with a young woman beside her. The woman has dark, short hair that covers her left eye, black gloves that go to her shoulders, black stockings that reach up her thigh, black heels and a red dress that has only the left sleeve and a slit through the right side. A scar falls across her face and if I could fully see it, I assume it would be an X on her face.
The witch motions to her, "This is Cinder Fall, she wishes to teach here," she walks up