Ushio had just escaped from another encounter with a crazed boy who wanted to go on a date with her.  They never seemed to give up no matter how many times she would flat out tell them "no".  She honestly didn't care about these boy's feelings anymore after trying to have a peaceful day for once in awhile.  What was it going to take to get them to stay away from her?  She only had eyes for Kouki and she was pretty sure that he didn't like her quite the way she did.<br/><br/>As she walked aimlessly around the schoolyard, she noticed a soccer game happening close by on the school's open field.  Her eyes locked with the ball as she casually walked over to watch it with some other spectators.  The game didn't get interesting until she noticed Kouki and his poorly bandaged hand. She raised a brow quizzically as she observed the dirtied cloth loosely rapped around his hamd to conceal an injury.<br/>As she game ended, Ushio headed over to Kouki and had a straight face, immediately grabbing the wrist that was attached to his bandaged hand and looking over the poor wrapping job.  "So what happened here?  Did something happen?" She asked  slightly concerned for her crush.