Katsumi was enraged. A kid had pushed her and called her names. Now, she didn't mind that one bit, but when they said things about her parents, she lost it. The kid may or may not be suffering from the loss of a limb or third degree burns; nevertheless, the young girl was seething.
Once the bluenette arrived home, she dropped her items down near the entrance, stalking through the hideout. Small blue flames would wisp out ever so often through her skin while her nails raked across her neck from pure frustration.
"If I ever see him again-"