*Kid's POV*

He couldn't tell which was worse, the fact that her boyfriend was glaring at him or her not shutting up. Kid rolled his eyes as (Name) refused to leave him alone. He couldn't even drink his beer because she had scolded him about the possibilities of having liver cancer or something.

"I'll drink if I want to. It's my liver." He reasons as he swiped the cold bottle of beer from her hands, earning a disapproving look from his partner.

Although he reluctantly agreed to ease up on her, he was beginning to have second thoughts if she wasn't going to keep quiet for the next five minutes. Kid sighed and ran a hand through his deep crimson colored hair as (Name) rambled on about how Monet was practically flirting with Sabo.

However she just shrugged it off, convincing herself that she was just overreacting, and stood up from her seat, telling the red haired man that she was going to use the restroom. (Name) was responded by a grunt, which she assume was an okay, and left him for a bit.

He watched her walk into the academy building, noting that no one had turned on much of the lights. He wondered if she would be able to see clearly enough in the dark corridors. A girl like her would be the type to be easily scared, right?

From the other side of the courtyard he could see Sabo with worried eyes as he watched (Name) walk away from the party. Kid snorted, she would be fine.

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*Your POV*

The restroom was big and quiet, with the exception of the pounding of music that was muffled by the closed door. A wide mirror reflected your image as you inspected yourself for the first time that night. Long strawberry blonde hair caught your eye and you spun around to find yourself staring at a pretty woman much taller than you were.

While adjusting the purple tinted glasses that sat on the bridge of her nose, she smirked rather smugly as she looked down on you. "(Name), I presume?" She sighed somewhat disappointed as if you were below what she had been expecting.

"I don't remember seeing you here before." You observe her from head to toe. Concluding that she must be the new student Franky had picked up, you relax and smile sweetly at her. The woman blinked confused at seeing your softened expression towards her. "You're the new student, right? Nice to meet you!" You added.

"Thank you. My name is Kalifa." She offers her hand out to you and you shake it.

But the moment your hand grabbed hers, she grabs your hair with her free hand and slams you into the mirror. The impact of the glass with the side of your head caused you to wince. You held yourself steady, hands on the sink to support yourself, vision blurring slightly as you searched for your attacker.

"Although you won't remember that." Kalifa cackles with her palm facing you but stops when the door of the room swung open. "Who are you?" She inquires, eyes narrowing.

"Oi (Name)! What did she do?!"

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*Kid's POV*

He stared in absolute bewilderment at the blood that trickled down the side of your head and the broken mirror fragments in the sink. "Oi (Name)! What did she do?!" He screamed rushing over to you.

Before he could catch you from toppling over out of dizziness, Kalifa sends him a sharp kick to the stomach, knocking the air out of him. Kid gasped in a mix of both slight pain and surprise as her kick sent him crashing to the wall.

"Che. Bitch." Kid spat out blood. His eyes were glaring wildly at the woman who had injured you and now him. Gender had never been a problem to Kid so he wouldn't have any regrets for attacking his assaulter.

"That's sexual harassment." She giggles.

Kid glances at your still body on the cold floor of the restroom. Your shoulders were moving so that meant that you were still breathing. "I'm not afraid to kill a woman if I have to." He warns, detaching himself from the wall. Tiles clattered to the floor, resonating a blunt sound in the room of the silent stare down.

Kalifa unsheathed a dagger from her thigh and held it in position. "I'll make this a quick death for you." She smirks and lunges forward. The blade only scratched his cheek as he was able to swerve away from the attack. Kalifa spins around and prepares another attack when her dagger suddenly shot itself away from her.

"What is this?" She gasped. The blade stopped in front of Kid's outstretched hand and he grinned dangerously.

"Repel."

She quickly moved out of the way as the blade almost pierced her throat, running for Kid again and swiftly sending him a kick to his side before she bolted out the door.

"Hey! Don't run from a fight, coward!" He yells after her. His back was against the mirror next to the one you had hit, blood splattering a bit from the contact of his skin with the shards of glass.

A groan caught his ear and he looked down, seeing you passed out on the floor, he jumps down from the sink and scoops you up in his arms. "What a troublesome partner." He sighs.

Through the muffled sounds of laughter and cheering, he could hear the party ongoing. Quietly, he slipped out of the room and walked up to the third floor where the infirmary was located. His thoughts were still on the woman that attacked (Name).

Who was she and what did she want from (Name)?

He set you down on one of the beds and searches for the first aid kit, glancing at the crimson liquid streaking down your face, "What makes you so special?"