I hear a bell "let's follow them, they look like first years"

she nodds and follows you tapping on the bandades that are on her face and arms

"So weird how you're the one who got injured not me"I hide the fact I'm limping more then normal

"well, my special training teaches me how to not feel pain so i get hurt alot to practice..." she shivered and then rubbed her arms "look, 1-A" she then pointed to a sign thing above a sliding door.

I bounce over to it, tripping over my injured leg and falling before getting back up

"are you alright? injured at all?" is next to you at the door looking worried. you notice that since meeting she has never touched you without permission and when she is not with you she is by herself or leaving for the special training that nobody knows the location of.

I shrug in embarrassment "I'm fine, You know you don't have to ask to touch me" (Moons that sounded wrong)

(lmao i know XD) she nodded then opened the door of the classroom and poked her head inside then quickly pulled her head out and slammed the door her face flushed red.

"What's wrong?"

"w-well the class is there... and um the boys are.. they are* face gets redder and she whispers "they have no shirts on!" she then looks at you as if you could do something to remedy the issue even though she knows it's unlikely