Her eyes were tightly shut. Wafts of wind blew in from the window, sending soft blonde strands to rest on top of her eyelids. Images flickered through her mind.








You were only looking for a fight...
You always have to be the best, don't you?







He laid down, so relaxed he was not even sure if he was awake. His breathing was even, a quiet smirk playing on his lips.






Those are rather cruel words for an aspiring student...
What would you know about dreams, anyway?