Snippet #1751122

Erin felt a sudden pain in her head and tried to look up, but decided to keep her face safe. She instead proceeded to cover her head with her arms, but was suddenly pulled up by the hair. She gave a sharp inward breath, her right eyelid twitching. Once she was let go of, she quickly stepped away and started rubbing her head. "I'll make sure to eat the grass, flowers, and tree bark next time. That bento was one of the worst ones I've made, idiot." She then walked out of the cafeteria rubbing her head like crazy, trying to get rid of the sting that covered her scalp. "No wonder I never bother brushing my hair. My head is too sensitive to even take the pain." She then went into the small clearing by the cafeteria, unsheathing her katana and breathing deeply. "Gotta get distracted."

She then started practicing her technique, flowing and attacking the air with grace and stability. She soon forgot her worldly problems, only focusing on the flow of her sword and the firmness of her grip. Her eyes went blank of emotions as they always did when she started practicing, only holding a faint gleam of determination.