♫ Bear with it, baby, 'cause you're fine... And you're mine, and you look so divine... Come and get your love...♪

Ok... So Clarisse was a little cheesy, sue her. She can't exactly help it though when the one girl she finds herself wanting to date is you. Unapproachable and stubborn you.

So maybe she likes the thrill of chasing you... Especially when you seemed to revolt at the thought of dating her (factually untrue. Technically you fell for her first, convinced yourself she'd never actually like you, think she's lying when confessing, and bury your feelings. All's fair in love and war?).

But gods did she love taking your breath away, literally... You're asthmatic. She loved making excuses to walk you anywhere, loved listening in on certain conversations you were passionate about, loved learning about you, loved giving you homemade gifts that she'd be extra careful not to break, she just loved you...

Which is why she's currently fighting her half sibling. Let's rewind, yeah? Early on today you two had the same training together and while you got paired with her younger half brother, she got paired with someone else. Despite that she kept a careful eye on you, triple checking if she had an extra inhaler (that she may or may not have stolen from the infirmary) just in case.

About an hour in, you landed on your back hard. To the point of the wind getting knocked out of you, and then to the point of asthma attack. Her brother though, just snorted and laughed. So quickly she grabbed the inhaler and dutifully took care of you until you calmed.

Then she quite literally beat the shit out of her younger brother, until you started coughing again in which she stopped and hurried to you.

"What is it? Inhaler? Medicine? Infirmary? Water?" She says, her words rushed.