The coach looked over at the clock. "Alright, that's the first quarter!" He shouted while trying to break up a small argument between a couple of people.
Yumi sighed lightly. She had grown bored of the game, to be honest. "Coach." She said quietly, making him turn to look at her. "I'm gonna sit the last quarters out."
"What? Again?" He sighed. "Yumi, you always do that... Every time you start a game, you never finish it."
"I get bored very easily." She said, walking back to the girls' locker room.
The coach sighed again. "Geez... Some of the kids these days are strange..." He sat down in his chair and kept an eye on the score board.
Yumi sighed as she changed out of her workout clothes. She winced lightly and whimpered as the scars on her back began to sting... "D-damn..." She managed to say through the light yelps of pain, and paranoia of reopening the wounds.
Once she was dressed normally, she walked out of the gym with her hands in her pockets. She blinked as soon as she saw a girl that was trying to clean up blood with a tissue.
She went to the girls bathroom and put a paper towel under the sink water. Then, she walked back out and gently offered it to her. "Blood's hard to clean up." She said quietly.
