Jab. Thump!
Uppercut. Thump!
Turn kick. Thump!
Hoo– "Lunch has been over for t–ten minutes! You should be d–dressed and washed by now. If I hear another hit in that room, so help me." Both people stood silent for a moment, one daring the other to so much as touch the punching bag. You had neither faced away from the punching bag nor moved from your original stance.
Hook. Thump!
There was stomping from the other room towards yours. The stomping stopped at the door and the doorknob shook vigorously with Hikari's attempt at opening it. "[F/N], I swear to– Tem, open this d–door." The border collie lying on your bed stood at attention and pushed itself off towards the door.
"Tem, don't do it." The statement was relaxed and Tem went back onto …show more content…
Hikari, who you soon started calling just "Hikari". You often practiced your quirk and building up strength and tactics with kickboxing. After Hikari had graduated when you were in seventh grade, she suggested you go back into regular school. Fourth grade had left such a bad impression on you, you kept up with the homeschooling. Hikari now working as your personal teacher and a tutor for other kids (which, surprisingly, made better than decent money), quitting her part-job at your mother's pet store; you soon took up that …show more content…
You let out a huff of breath and got up yourself. You were still sweaty and most definitely smelly. You had about an hour before your mom would yell at you about being late, and thirty minutes before your dad comes out of his office and forces you to get to the shop. So you were gonna take a thirty minute shower.
You went to you closet and grabbed a random outfit that had already been matched together thanks to Hikari. Your mom had tried to get you into her style of clothes, but they never did feel right on you: they were uncomfortable. Hikari, however, picked a style one day while you two were out shopping and not only did it feel nice against you, but Hikari thought it matched you perfectly. So now the majority of the clothes you wear revolve around a bohemian style. It is a lot of patterns and "earthy clothes".
You head to the bathroom right next to you and prep for your shower. It is a bit of a struggle: you always forget which way to turn the knob and somehow always turn it to the coldest setting. Then you have to figure out which is the body wash and which is the shampoo. Long story short, you regret choosing the same scent for both because you switch them around way too
Uppercut. Thump!
Turn kick. Thump!
Hoo– "Lunch has been over for t–ten minutes! You should be d–dressed and washed by now. If I hear another hit in that room, so help me." Both people stood silent for a moment, one daring the other to so much as touch the punching bag. You had neither faced away from the punching bag nor moved from your original stance.
Hook. Thump!
There was stomping from the other room towards yours. The stomping stopped at the door and the doorknob shook vigorously with Hikari's attempt at opening it. "[F/N], I swear to– Tem, open this d–door." The border collie lying on your bed stood at attention and pushed itself off towards the door.
"Tem, don't do it." The statement was relaxed and Tem went back onto …show more content…
Hikari, who you soon started calling just "Hikari". You often practiced your quirk and building up strength and tactics with kickboxing. After Hikari had graduated when you were in seventh grade, she suggested you go back into regular school. Fourth grade had left such a bad impression on you, you kept up with the homeschooling. Hikari now working as your personal teacher and a tutor for other kids (which, surprisingly, made better than decent money), quitting her part-job at your mother's pet store; you soon took up that …show more content…
You let out a huff of breath and got up yourself. You were still sweaty and most definitely smelly. You had about an hour before your mom would yell at you about being late, and thirty minutes before your dad comes out of his office and forces you to get to the shop. So you were gonna take a thirty minute shower.
You went to you closet and grabbed a random outfit that had already been matched together thanks to Hikari. Your mom had tried to get you into her style of clothes, but they never did feel right on you: they were uncomfortable. Hikari, however, picked a style one day while you two were out shopping and not only did it feel nice against you, but Hikari thought it matched you perfectly. So now the majority of the clothes you wear revolve around a bohemian style. It is a lot of patterns and "earthy clothes".
You head to the bathroom right next to you and prep for your shower. It is a bit of a struggle: you always forget which way to turn the knob and somehow always turn it to the coldest setting. Then you have to figure out which is the body wash and which is the shampoo. Long story short, you regret choosing the same scent for both because you switch them around way too