"Look, she's got new wounds."

"I heard she tried to spank a student from the first year."

"It's a lie, but my friend Amy told me she tried to rob a car last week. Amy saw her doing it and everything!"

"That's terrible! What kind of boy would want a girlfriend like that?"

"I know, right? She's going to be one of these old people with a lot of cats. Well, she chose to be like that… Maybe she deserves to be alone."

"I just wish she would leave this school! What future does she expect to have?"

"She'll be lucky if she ever gets a job…"

"We all know what kind of job she's going to have."

"That's so mean!"

"Shh, she's coming."

Walking down the corridor that led to her classroom, Rina pretended to ignore the numerous stares in her direction.

"I hope she fights today."

"Yeah, maybe we get to see under her skirt."

She took a deep breath, trying to control her anger as she heard the comments people made about her. She folded her arms across her chest and tried to ease the tension on her muscles. The students didn't seem to bother lowering their voices anymore, and Natsume Rina soon became the subject of every single discussion in that corridor.

She walked faster, briefly looking by the classroom's doors as she passed them. The students inside them couldn't care less about her existence, and it made her feel more comfortable. She saw a familiar figure, but had to walk almost two meters before recognizing him. The girl turned around, making her way back to the classroom.

Inside the classroom, sitting near the window, Shizuo rested his hands on the desk. His head was turned to the window, but Rina knew it was him because of the bandage on his hand. She couldn't help noticing he had wrapped it by himself in a very clumsy way. The girl entered the room and felt surprised when nobody noticed her presence. Walking closer to his desk, she curved her body in a way their heads would be at the same level.

"You look so calm. No fights for today?" she whispered, her head almost touching her left shoulder - or at least it was Shizuo's impression. He had to blink twice before noticing she wasn't an owl, even if she looked pretty much like one at this moment.

"Fighting is not something to be proud of." he muttered, rubbing his wounded hand. The girl sat on a chair close to his. "But you don't think the same." He looked at her, his piercing brown eyes trying to predict her next movements.

Rina smiled, rubbing the back of her head and looking straight to the floor. "Exactly." She continued in the same position for about a minute, trying to come up with another subject quickly. She was expecting an exciting conversation about fights and, maybe, an exchange of techniques. Who would guess the strongest man in Ikebukuro wasn't proud of fighting.

Awkward, awkward silence! Say something, please…

"Fighting destroys you. It doesn't happen immediately but, one day, all your self-control will be gone."

She eyed him, not saying a word. Was it what happened to him? She didn't dare to ask.

"Plus, why do you fight? You're a girl!" he made a face while saying this, and despite finding it funny, Rina tried to remain serious. He noticed she was uncomfortable with the comment.

"What does it mean? A girl can't fight? A girl shouldn't be stronger than some boys out there?" she sounded more offended than she actually was.

He laughed.

"I bet I could win." Rina was looking through the window, and Shizuo wondered whether she was talking to herself. She came back to reality, locking her eyes with his. "If we fought. I bet I could win."

Neither of them knew what to say, so they continued staring at each other. Was she challenging him?

Chapter 3 is finally up. I'm sorry for the loooong hiatus.

We're back to business now! Expect more DRRR characters in the next chapter.]

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