Isana walked down the hallway with evident discomfort. She had spent the previous day hurling javelins during the club's allocated slot. And as a result, her shoulder and calf muscles ached slightly. How she got bruises on both knees, no one knew better than herself. As a result, she wore jeans for the day.Â<br/><br/>While walking to class, Amane nudged her with a bandage-wrapped arm, it was boy from her class. Wrong. The boy from her class. Chase Hisuka. What one would associate with Skill-out. Most had said that it would not be long before Judgement took action on the boy. The problem with that theory in her opinion was that Chase seemed to beÂ the lazy-can't-be-bothered type and is highly unlikely to get into that kind of trouble.Â<br/><br/>While others took measures to ensure that they were out of his arms reach, Amane and Isana paid Â no heed, walking past him as though he was normal. "Class is the other way," She said softly as she walked past, and her words were either ignored or unheard. And she decided on the former.Â<br/><br/>Later in class, a quarter of an hour before lunch break, the door slid open as Chase entered the class. Isana rolled her eyes and dispelled the miniature frozen nitrogen chess piece as the teacher rose for an orchestrated, and seemingly practiced, warning to Chase.Â<br/><br/>When the class left for break, Isana walked over before he could leave. "You know... you put more effort into your studies instead of having to repeat another year."<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>The doors to the rooftop slammed open and the lights flooded over her. The girl with the mask dropped a phial of liquid which quickly evaporated and solidified into a wall of ice. The electrified pellets punched holes into the ice but the girl had already leapt to the next roof.Â<br/><br/>She leaped and time seemed to freeze before her fingers struck the concrete edge and her breath left her for a moment. She gasped beneath the mask as her brain registered pain in her lower limbs. She lifted herself onto the roof and threw the judgement officers a salute before jumping down to the next roof.Â