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Jayze Gokuen]

Jayze felt miserable. He hadn't talked once during the training session after Candice revealed his secret to Naverine. He couldn't blame Candince and he supposed he couldn't be mad at her, but why did she have to go and do that? He could of come up with some other excuse. Stalled the training until today, when there'd be no time for one-on-one practice and help. But, he couldn't turn back time and that's just what happened. Still... He glanced over at Naverine and sighed, knowing she probably hated him even more now. He hated the feeling of being disliked by others. You'd think he'd be used to it by now with how many people he usually drew away, but it's not something someone can just get used to over time.

Not to mention, he beat himself up during that training session yesterday, after Naverine had angrilly left the area. Now the others probably thought he was a stupid idiot weakling who just happened to get lucky that one time. I'd agree with them, he thought, not making eye contact with anyone and going to the furthest corner away from everyone to meditate on his powers in seclusion. Closing his eyes, he found it hard for him to concentrate already. After a few minutes, he flopped over on his side and groaned. "This isn't going to work. I'm too big of a failure," he whined to himself. He growled to himself and went over to the director. "I think I was allergic to something from breakfast. I feel like I might--" stopping mid-speech, Jayze put a hand to his mouth and another to his stomach, then ran out of the room. He stopped once he got down the hall and leaned against the wall, hitting his head with his hands. "Stupid, stupid!"