Killer Shadow
Standing up straight while taking his back off the wall,
Killer put both hands in his pockets and sighed lightly as he looked once more around the gym.
It seemed empty, quiet, peaceful without students filling it. He loved how incomplete the feeling was,
but was also a bit annoyed. Why was he in there at that time?
There was no one to be yelling at or making run an extra lap or two.
"Ah, screw it." the teacher mumbled, heading towards the exit.
He couldn't help but look back at the wall where he had been standing.
That'd be his spot, he decided. Killer always had to have a spot.
Kind of a neseccity, without a place of his own the neko felt out of place.
Shaking off any other thought, he twitched his tail a bit and turned back to the doors.
Taking one hand out from one of the deep pockets to his black jeans,
the neko pushed open the exit door and walked out, tucking his hand back away.
I'm definitely going to love it here. Killer thought with a smile,
seeing all the sun stained spots of grass next to trees for shade.
With a content sigh, he stepped away from the gym and began walking along a dirt path,
leading its way back to the huge, almost intimidating building of a school.
