"Kiriyama-san, you really should get your head checked out." Yuko whispered from Aoi's right. To her left was the remaining student council, all in a row, whispering among themselves of choices and ideas on how to deal with the dilemma that was hair dye and piercings. Aoi glanced at them with dull eyes then returned her stare to the front, rubbing the red-mark on her forehead gently. It stung at even the smallest touch, and a smile of malice pierced her lips at the thought of what that one triplet was feeling, but was quickly wiped away as her head throbbed against the beating. The student council room was was rather quiet, thankfully, despite the constant whispering, and Aoi took a moment to appreciate it's size and fullness, trying to distract herself from the forming headache. The mid-day sunlight gleamed form the massive windows, casting shadows across the long table that stretched out in front of her podium and throwing particles of dust into the air, which shimmered down like snow. 

And then the room faded and Aoi was staring at the wood podium she had been leaning on. Her head screamed out in pain, and the throbbing beat at her brain as it normally did after a full night of studying. The whispering quickly quieted and a hand clenched her shoulder tightly, almost too tightly,

"You must be tired from all that studying for the terms." Yuko began, and Aoi felt her face form into a horrified grimace, "plus you just banged your head. "Go. To. The. Nurse. Get some rest." The first-year begged, hauling Aoi up into a standing position with brute force. She gave Yuko a stern glance, then bowed her head lightly, face burning as pride was replaced with a thumping in her head, and with a soft voice she gave Yuko the ability to look over the council before vanishing back into the hall. Empty, most of the students were probably in their after-school clubs and teams. Aoi clung close to the wall, eyes dull behind her thing-framed glasses, and traced the way to the nurse's office from her very location. While she normally didn't travel to the young woman's room, Aoi had made sure that she knew the way, as she did with everything else. Rest stops, hospitals, parks, Aoi had memorized all of their locations, making her a rather gifted direction-giver.

And while thinking of her skill at directions Aoi nearly passed the nurse's room.

"Uhm..." Aoi slowly slid open the door, glancing around the brightly-lit room. The smell of medical chemicals and clean sheets made her falter slightly, but once she caught the eye of the nurse the young Prez pulled open the door fully and staggered into the room. The whiteness and medical smells of a patient's room or doctor's office often made Aoi feel a bit uncomfortable, but it seemed to be rather nice in this particular place. Perhap thew younger nurse had something to do with it. 

"Nanase-sensei," Aoi began, eyeing the white sheets that hid the few beds that were normally available, "I'm sorry to bother you but, ah, could I rest for a bit." She muttered quietly, bowing her head politely. The nurse lifted her head slowly from the paper-covered, metal desk, and turned around in her wheeled chair, smiling,

"Luckily, I have one extra bed. Go lie down for now." She said with a light voice, and Aoi nodded again and turned towards the beds, glancing in curiously to see who else could possibly be lying down in here. At the sight of Hayato, though, she turned on her heels and returned to the door, visibly shaking with rage,

"Sorry for bothering you, I am feeling much better." She chattered, clenching the door frame with tight fingers. Nanase glanced at her with worried eyes, but before she could ask what the problem had been Aoi was already falling back from the door, all of her rage fading within the moment she had suddenly become to dizzy to stand. Nanase was up within a second, catching Aoi's arm to halt her descent, and the Prez grimaced in pain and slowly managed straighten herself, ripping her arm from the nurse's grasp out of impulse,

"Sorry." She repeated, turning back to the door slowly, "I'm fine, I'm fine." Sweat dripped from her forehead, and the mark continually throbbed painfully, but Aoi tried her best to ignore it. She was fine, she was fine.