Ranma and Akane _ Sketches _ Mao

Snow fell gently to the ground.
I picked up the pace and ran deeper into the forest.
The foot steps behinde quicked.
I kinda wanted my life to end with a sweet kiss from my true love....or something along those lines.
Something sharp jabed right into my leg.
I carried on with the newly devolped pain.
I tripped over a root concealed por snow.
So much for my happy ending.
I looked up to face my attacker.
The person wore a dark blue robe, veste, roupão that covered their face.
"Didn't you're mother ever tell you its rude to pick on girls?" I said leaning up against a árvore for support.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you its...