The Test (3)

Emilia Briella was a woman of focus.

That was all she had really, she wasn't intellectually capable like her younger brother nor did she have any other gifts like her friends.

All Emilia had were her fists and she knew it well.

Growing up in a middle class family, Emilia had a normal childhood.

Emilia's family ran a dojo which was not that successful...they would have gone broke if not for her parent's day job.

' Pow !'

Emilia's hands feel sore as she had been in front of a punching bag for more than an hour now. Emilia knew her limits well...but some days she couldn't help but overexert herself.

" Hehe"

She turns around to find some of her classmates giggling amongst themselves, Emilia panics as she thought,

' Are they laughing at me ?'

Emilia's always been like this, her parents called her a 'self centered' person. But they would never understand what she felt because they were the cause of her behavior.