Snippet #1399542

Kana entered the room slowly, her bright eyes searching each of them.
Her hands flew to cover up the scratches on her arms.
She didn't bother to hide the light bruise on her cheek, and her hands slowly fell from her arms.
They would see them eventually, and she couldn't go around covering her arms 24/7.
As one of the girls introduced herself, Kana shyly glanced at the floor before softly saying, "I'm Kana Thorn. And apparently, I'm a pyromaniac!"
She said in a mock-excited voice.
Her red hair covered one of her eyes as she lingered in the doorway, almost looking like she was scared to come in.
She had nothing against these people, it was just her personality.
And it didn't help that she had practically been sent out here with a postal stamp on her forehead.
Her bright green eyes looked at a boy that had been sketching.
She tilted her head to one side, her red hair falling over her shoulders as she looked at his drawing.
Suddenly heat flashed across her skin as realized she was staring.
Her eyes fell to the ground and she bit her lip.
It was funny how she could go from making sarcastic remarks to shyly staring at the floor.