The war had changed everybody. The school, the students, everyone..

..you, though.. you were damn near killed. Crushed by debris. You'd finally gotten out of the hospital and back at your dorm, bed ridden. You HATED it. You couldn't go anywhere, no form of socialization outside of your phone. You hated it.

You didn't talk to anyone, afraid to see what they'd say. People had tried to visit, but you never answered the door.