She stood there, on the training grounds all alone. She was breething heavily, she was exausted. Training was hard today, she pushed herself more then she usualy does. But she didn't care. As long as she was standing, she can push herself more. It wasn't unusal for Sakura to push herself, it was rather typical in these last 3 and a half years. When she was younger, she was bulied a lot, due to her large forehead. ''Billboard-brow'' was the name used most often. Those were hard times for her, times she didn't like remembering. She hated the fact that she was so pathetic back then, so usless. She shook her head, and she was back in reality. Her fist tighten, along with it, her arm. She focused chakra into her fist and punched the ground. The moment her fist touched the ground, chakra was relesed, and the ground began to tremble. Seconds after, an earthquake happened, the ground infront of her cracked and caused it.
A soft smile appeared on her face as she fell on her knees. That was it, she reached her limit. She started leaning to the front closing her eyes, expecting to hit the floor. Her eyes opened and she noticed orange sleeves.