You walked through the cold corridor, heading to your next class. You didn't exactly enjoy school but what choice did you have? Your parents had worked their hearts out, making sure that they had enough funds for your education, so that you could have a chance to live your own life someday.

You were snapped back to reality when you felt a sudden collision, pushing you forward as you stumbled in an effort to avoid losing balance entirely. You looked up to see Scara.

You watched as Scara went past you and shot you a brief look over his shoulder, but it was enough to make his feelings clear: he didn't like you. It was obvious what he'd done was intentional. "Pathetic, No way in hell would someone like you be my soulmate." He muttered out in annoyance before he shifted his eyes off of you.