After the spat with Art, Kori was convinced that her dealings with Dark were over. Clearly she couldn't get in any more trouble with him around. And even if she did, she was with the Artorias; star quarterback and golden boy. No one would dare touch her now.<br/><br/>So she thought. Before she'd even made it to her biology class, she once again ran into the pair, this time joined by Coach Green. She could hear arguing as the strong Coach jostled the tall redhead forward, Art following close by. "What's she done now?" she thought to herself, but otherwise ignoring the whole thing entirely. Dark seemed to have spotted her, however, and immediately called out to her.<br/><br/>In slight annoyance, she rolled her eyes. Here we go again, she thought. She turned around to face the girl who had addressed her. "Dark, you don't have to keep calling me Miss," she said, a bit of her annoyance seeping through into her speech. Coach Green soon caught up with them, as well as Artorias. Looking to the football player, Korina noticed a small red welt on his face, and quickly put two and two together. Coach Green had a soft spot for the sporting kids, especially the football team. She figured he was looking to punish for injuring one of his star players; although you could hardly call what Art had an injury.<br/><br/>Korina smiled at the coach as he approached. "Oh, Miss Morella." he said in form of a greeting. "She's a real troublemaker, this one." He took a firm hold of Dark's wrist once more, intent on not letting her get away this time.<br/><br/>"Afternoon, coach," Kori said politely. "You can't seriously be freaking out over something this small, can you? What's a girl like her to do to such a big guy?" With one arm still holding her books, she used the other gesture at and emphasise Art's sheer size. "And no disrespect, Coach, but I do think you coddle the boys a little too much. This is nothing, they experience so much worse on the field." Her attention turned to Artorias, giving him a stern, yet discreet look. Once again, he didn't seem to be doing a good job of backing up his so-called best friend. "Right, Art?" she asked suggestively.