Snippet #1175235

"Damn some people seem to be running behind." Saya said to herself. She decided to train. Her punches were so fast and powerful that the grass under her was being blown by a wind. The top four buttons of her white highneck undershirt were open and it bugged her because the open collar flapped around every time she punched in the air. The only thing on her neck that wasnt loose was the black choker made of a ribbon like cloth. She buttoned her collar all the way up until it covered her full neck skintight. Then she continued. Her deadly push actually tore grass from the ground and picked up small rock from below her. At least she had something to do under the students came.