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Shiro couldn't keep still. It was the end of the schoolday already, and that idiot still hadn't come back to class. She had a feeling it was her fault. Maybe she should have handled the situation differently? No. Why should she even care? What's done is done, and everything should go back to how it should be.

She hitched her bag higher on her shoulder as it started to slip. She was halfway home, a little relieved that she hadn't had to face Aiden after what happened. She sighed, "I guess anyone would hate me after that... He probably won't do something like that again..." The image of Aiden standing up for her flashed through her mind, and a small feeling a guilt edged its way into her mind. Shiro shook her head a tad defiantly,

"No. It's his fault. If he hadn't done something unnecessary, then that never would have happened."

At least tomorrow would be a normal day.

She went to bed early that night, collecting herself and her emotions before entering back into the hell house they all called school.