Devika settled at the back of class, her backside and her pride still sore from earlier. She hadn't accepted the new guy's help, and she felt a bit bad about that. Honestly, she didn't want to explain "I can't touch people without getting all emo" to someone new, not right now. With a mild sigh, she pulled her hair into a messy ponytail and looked over the course in front of them. Dread was already forming in the pit of her stomach.