"Friz!"

I turned to call me. Pierce running into my habit.

"Are you okay? I heard you have a lot of wounds and scars on your body."

He walked beside me. I didn't want to go in today because my bruises and wounds are still very visible but I will pass on plates. Being an arch student, we don’t have to waste time.

"This? Far from the intestines. It's just a few scratches." I shrugged.

The students we meet looked at us and whispered to us. Are you next to a Pierce Sarmiento.

"You're so proud." he commented laughingly.

"Hey! Can you walk first? We're being gossiped about oh."

He...