Kijani was trying to hold back tears of pain and shame. People were surrounding her, and her ears were ringing. She knew, just knew that this would ruin her. Even though she couldn't hear the laughing, the taunts, she knew they were there in the eyes and the minds of the students. They hated her. They hated her...

And it was all her fault.

Slowly, tears started to course down her face. She couldn't trust herself to speak.

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Devika returned with two nurses. It turned out the school had a pretty decently sized medical staff. Considering the likely injuries that could happen with a bunch of people learning superpowers, it made sense. The male nurse in blue scrubs was led by a short redhead in a lab coat, who quickly got to where everyone was gathered. Once they seemed to have the situation under control, Devika stepped outside the gym. Emotions were high, and she didn't want to feel anything.

"Back up. Give her room." The lab coated nurse had a soft voice, but the bearing of a drill sergeant, used to being immediately obeyed. "Whose jacket is this? Smart thinking." She crouched to Kijani. "We're going to move you. Just try to relax, girl. Jackson?"

The male nurse stepped in, and slowly rolled Kijani. The woman clucked her tongue. "Dislocated shoulder. Perhaps bruised ribs or hairline fracture..." She looked around the assembled students.

"Who can tell me what happened?"