On a sweltering summer morning where the sound of cicadas echoes through the hallways, Ren drags his heated body toward the room of his master and teacher. The sound of footsteps rings out along the corridor alongside the cicadas, though the insects are so loud that the footsteps are somewhat muffled.

After walking for a short while, he arrives at his master's closed door and knocks. Tap, tap. The sound of a polite knock carries through the wood. It is just about the time he starts to feel his training robes sticking uncomfortably to his skin.

I have come to offer my morning greetings.

There is no immediate answer. He contemplates knocking once more but decides against it.

...Master? Are you within?