The targets dropped to the ground and the wind stopped blowing. Standing in the opposite direction, Zoey smirked at beating her own record. The timer buzzed and she looked up at the digital clock overhead, 00:20. The last time she had taken 30 minutes to do the same thing.
Standing back up, she dusted her clothes off and walked towards her sensei. He was impressed, she could see that in his eyes but he wouldn't dare and say that to her face. She bowed to him and he nodded rigidly.
"That was better than the last time. I think you're ready for the entrance exam, Chandr." Shojo Zang, her sensei drawled in his deep and soothing voice.
"I think I need to do a little more. I can beat every one of those targets within 15 minutes." She breathed out as she stood straight up.
"You can, but not in the next few hours. Let your muscles relax and heal. We will take up training again in the evening." He said and stood up from his place. Standing a head taller than her, he walked away.
Zoey sighed and let her mind relax. She removed her gloves and walked inside the small cottage near the ground. She looked back and saw her sensei picking up the targets, broken and non broken, and taking them to the out house.
She closed the full length window after removing her dirty shoes. Quickly she walked into her room and took out some clothes. She walked down to the bathroom and after removing the sweat covered clothes, stepped into the shower.
Closing her eyes, she thought about the approaching date for her entrance exam. She had to leave two days before the exam, as she lived in India and the exam was in Japan. She smiled thinking about her mother, as she lathered her hair in shampoo. They had the same colour, dark brown.
The smile soon turned upside down. The tears she held inside all the time, came pouring out. Her face flashing Infront of her eyes. She turned off the shower and stepped out, wiping her skin dry. She put on the clothes quickly and walked out.
"Come have lunch!" Her sensei shouted from the dining hall across the main door. She rubbed the towel in her hair and walked inside. He had the rice cooker out and some side dishes for them to eat.
Zoey smiled fondly at the sight of her favourites. She quickly thanked him for the food and started eating. What she didn't catch was the fond smile on Shojo's face.
'In a couple of days she will be gone, I'm gonna miss you dear.' He thought as he sat down to enjoy the food with her. Through mouthfuls, she praised his cooking on and on. He couldn't help but be reminded of her parents. Her eyes locked with him and the blue in them popped just like her father.
"Remember to use your quirk in limit, if possible. On the front you might not have a flaw, but as I have told you before, what happens to you on overusing your quirk is very dangerous for you and the people around you." He said looking into the light blue eyes.
"Yes sensei!" She replied instantly, her eyes becoming sharp.
'They resembled to much to her father. Would people be able to notice it?' Shojo couldn't help but think. It wasn't easy to catch on as most of her resembled her mother but if someone looked close enough they would catch on pretty fast.
"Sensei, I'm going to go visit my mother. I will be back by evening to train." She announced as she got up slowly to get ready.
"Don't cry too much." He answered bluntly and Zoey rubbed her head sheepishly.
"Yeah I will try." She said as she climbed up to her room.
She got dressed in jeans and a tank top. Quickly leaving the house and walking swiftly on the narrow road. The cottage was in a quiet neighborhood but not too far away from the city. Zoey didn't have to go to the city, just the edge.
