he waved at me, a simple hello

as he entered the training arena.

i shot him a tiny smile, the

slightest curve of my lips, and a

small nod. i didn't smile for

anyone but him. last night was

dark for me, like many nights

now. i was shaky from and i

didn't want anyone to see my

wrists so i kept my jacket on

while i trained, slamming and

stabbing and kicking the

training dummy as if it was

my worst enemy. throughout

the time i didn't overheat,

but i was dehydrated. i don't

know if will could notice or

not but it wasn't his business.

i was thankful that he didn't

say anything, but kept a

thoughtful eye on me. he was

looking out for me even when

i wasn't the nicest person to

myself.