Destiny-Smasher

DownRight Fierce Chapter 7 - Nishiko's heart pounded against her rib cage. Her feet slammed against the tartan track. Her lungs burned as they expanded and contracted. Fists ramming against the cage. Feet kicking at iron bars. Wrists sore, scraped from gripping at metal. Mere days ago, she had set foot outside of the cage. She had grasped for freedom, for...fucking something. Anything worth looking forward to. And all she had to show for it was some grumpy 'lesson' and a rejection. Nishiko was used to rejection, but it never got to her. Not really. So what if her parents threw a tantrum, or if her brother didn't understand, or if schools kept