There was a red thread that connected each and every one of them. It could bend, twist, and tangle, but it would never break. Though considering who her classmates were, she was getting pretty close to cutting it herself. "If you get your ass kicked one more time, I'm not healing you." Oc/?

"Must you always disappear all the time?" "Well, if I didn't, you'd have nothing to look forward to." She was a curse, something that didn't belong in this world. She'd lived only for herself, but she'd fallen in love with a world she didn't belong in, one filled with wars and troubles, and she'd do anything to protect it. Sinbad/Oc/Kouen