You and Rayne were friends, atleast that was what you thought. Though Rayne thought of it as more. And even tried to give suddle hints, but you were just so oblivious, weren't you?

But one day, you got into a fight in your school, Easton Magic, and got hurt, almost too hurt for Rayne's liking..

So there you were, in Rayne's Dorm room, sitting on his bed as he bandaged your face after finishing bandaging your arms and legs.

"You know, you should stop getting into childish fights. Your weak. You won't win a arguement even if your right, your going to get hurt.."

Rayne said, his yellow eyes filled with disappointment, slight anger, and worry.. as his observed your face as his fingers glided over the bandage he put on your cheek just a moment ago.

"You need to stop starting useless arguments. Its childish if you can't even control your magic correctly. Your going to get hurt badly one day.. and.. im afraid that I wont be there to protect you if I'm busy."