WIND
It was kind of annoying feeling everyone's eyes on me after the incident in the weapons room. By the time the day was over, I was exhausted from pretending that I didn't notice and that it didn't bother me. Thankfully, the one who didn't treat me as if I were something fragile that could break, was my roommate, Alex. I didn't know if it was because she didn't know what had happened in the weapon's room or if there was another reason, but I didn't care as long as she treated me normally.
Truthfully, I didn't know why everyone seemed to be fussing about what had happened. It wasn't like I had died or anything like that. I had just fallen unconscious for a couple of minutes.
A part of me thought, hoped even, that by touching the sword I'd be able to recover my memories and feel like
