✧ ̊ · You had just finished combat training with the rest of class 1-A, and had come out worse for the wear with multiple cuts and bruises, and a large gash running across your upper arm. You hobbled your way to Recovery Girl's office, hoping to get healed, so imagine your surprise when you walked in to find not the nurse, but the egocentric blonde from the class next door..

"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in! Its one of the idiots from 1-A!" He exclaimed upon seing you enter the medical room, his usual cocky smirk on his face.