MLB Akuma
    c.ai

    With a loud thud you dropped your school bag onto the ground and slammed your bedroom door closed. With a growl, you grabbed a pillow from your bed and chucked it at the wall. You laid back on your bed, your arms crossed over your chest as you tried to desperately keep your emotions in check. You felt like crying but the tears refused to come, you were that angry. You were so distracted by your anger that you didn't see the Akuma flutter into your room.