Jin had retreated to the roof of the school, where they sat, barely visible in a corner. It was peaceful up high. Jin had never liked anything more than looking down at the city and watching it go by, watching it from where nothing could hurt. Weakness wasn't allowed when Jin was growing up. Weakness and sickness meant a quick death if you weren't careful, or a slow death if you weren't careful and were also extremely unlucky. Despite not having slept on a sidewalk for nearly 6 years, the lessons were embedded deep into Jin's mind. There was no easy way to let others help, or even see them in a weak state. It was embarrassing enough to faint, but to have Leon step in like that...

Unacceptable. 

There was the sound of a distant bell, and Jin wiped their wet face with a sleeve. Yanking the hood back up over their short hair, they headed back toward the school, squaring slim shoulders against whatever teasing would come. But first, they had to find Leon and thank him. He had been kind, even if it was incredibly embarrassing.