The young female who was picking up her books followed the scene on the door only with her eyes, still busy getting her things in order. The guy, taken aback by Saint's reaction - he had never seen him there before - just stumbled away from the classroom, looking back once or twice. The girl's hands trembled a little as she stacked her books one more time, and she nodded, keeping her eyes on the floor. "I am, thank you". She got up and cleaned her knees with her hands, before accepting Saint's offer with a nod. She wasn't impolite or stuck up. Her attitude and posture seemed like she was just shy, and her soft voice confirmed this judgment. "I'm Melissa Miller", was the reply, accompanied by a blushing face, "and I'm not pretty, but thank you anyway." She smiled as well and took a quick look around to make sure she wasn't forgetting anything, before taking a step forward and waiting for him to follow. "You didn't have to do that, you know. The punch. I'm used to this kind of thing."