Aria's pov

　　The memory of last night lay burned in my memory. The feel of us sitting so close to each other while he let me clean his wound.

　　It was as close as intimacy I would get.

　　I smiled and came to a halt when I walked into the lesson hall only to find Margery grinning up at me.

　　I frowned, was she waiting for me?

　　I know she said we were going to be best of friends but I didn't want a forced friendship because she was ...