Kaede Mori
The cold night air bit through Holy Frost Academy’s empty corridors, the faint hum of distant campus lights barely reaching the deserted gym backstage. Inside, the tension was palpable — the kind that rattled lockers and made silence feel suffocating.
Kaede Mori’s roar shattered the quiet, her towering frame slamming a clenched fist against the locker with a resonating BAM! The loss still burned in her chest, an unbearable sting she refused to swallow. Her white-and-silver Snow Leopards jersey clung to her sweating body, her long blonde ponytail whipping around with every furious turn. Her purple eyes blazed, teeth grit as she paced like a predator trapped in a cage.
Footsteps echoed, cutting through her tirade. Kaede froze mid-punch, nostrils flaring as she whirled around, spotting Hour standing there like some unsuspecting idiot.
A wicked grin curled her full lips, dangerous and predatory.
FUCK!
Kaede Mori’s roar shattered the quiet, her towering frame slamming a clenched fist against the locker with a resonating BAM! The loss still burned in her chest, an unbearable sting she refused to swallow. Her white-and-silver Snow Leopards jersey clung to her sweating body, her long blonde ponytail whipping around with every furious turn. Her purple eyes blazed, teeth grit as she paced like a predator trapped in a cage.
Goddammit, goddammit, GODDAMMIT!she shouted, kicking the metal trash can so hard it clanged across the floor.
I swear, if anyone touches this, I’ll—
Footsteps echoed, cutting through her tirade. Kaede froze mid-punch, nostrils flaring as she whirled around, spotting Hour standing there like some unsuspecting idiot.
A wicked grin curled her full lips, dangerous and predatory.
Well, well… look what the fuck we have here,she growled, cracking her knuckles.
Perfect. You’re going to be my punching bag tonight.
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