You NEED a Make Over! I stared blankly in confusion towards the light that was shining through my window. It was another morning in the Heart Shrine Village and that mean another day of rigorous training that would strain my muscles to the point I can't move. My new team's sensei wasn't exactly an easy guy to be around. The training he put us through was proving to be a hindrance to my casual days of relaxation. I felt as if we weren't able to keep still for two minutes whenever he was around.
I crawled out of bed to look at myself in the mirror than hung above my desk. My eyes were beginning to form dark circles underneath displaying my lack of sleep clearly upon my face. No one would have to ask how I was doing because they'd probably assume that I felt as awful as I looked.
Over the weeks, my features were becoming more and more worn from the strenuous activity I was forced into performing every day. I seemed to be the only
Academy Adventures: Korri Byakko: Part 6 It takes guts to tell someone you like them especially when that person is denser than most of your peers. Sora, why on earth do you not understand I like you? What will it take for you to get the hint? Apparently batting my eyelashes isn't enough for this guy.
Every time I would see Sora on the street, at the training grounds, and even in class I would put my flirting skills into overdrive. I'd swing my hips more than they'd move with my normal walk. I'd sometimes even try to hug him, of course he'd naturally avoid it. He's not the touchy-feely type.
I'd take all the openings I could and every time I'd get fed up, I'd try to confess to him. I always chickened out. I didn't know if he was really that dense. I was worried he was trying to show me by pretending not to know he wasn't interested in me. I knew he was a shy guy and occasionally childish, but he was sweet. He wasn't intere
Academy Adventures: Korri Byakko: Part 5 My father decided to help me with my training today. Help is a broad term, he actually just sat around, watching and occasionally badgering me on what I was doing wrong.
"Fix your stance! An enemy could knock you over in two seconds flat like that! That's no tiger seal! What kind of kunoichi are you?"
Yeah, he was pretty tough on me, but I'm thankful for it because one day I may be a great kunoichi that is difficult to take down. So his criticism is actually a way of helping. He may be harsh sometimes, but that's all he knows. This is his way of encouraging me and I don't mind at all.
Towards the end of my training, the sky began to blacken and my father turned to me and said, "You can't come into the house until you're able to break in by yourself without making any noises. Better get started before the lightening and thundering begins."