Michelle stared at him as he walked away, transfixed. Then she realized what she was doing and blushed. She quickly put her hood back on in an attempt to hide it, then took her tray and threw her trash away while placing the tray on the ever-growing pile of trays. She quickened her pace as she walked out of the cafeteria, to the point where she was almost running out of it. 

Finding a spot under a tree for her to sit on, she practically rolled onto it, then brought her knees to her chest and placed her hands behind her head as she rested her head on her knees. Her face was still bright red, and all traces of composure she once had were gone. Her thoughts were moving at a hundred miles an hour, which were mainly about the recent event in the cafeteria and the Tiger Faunus boy. She was thinking how handsome he looked, yet how dangerous he was; there was also how she handled the situation, which made her shiver, since she normally moved away from such conflict, but the boy drew her closer to him, and she wanted to-

Now she was forcing herself to calm down and remember why she was at Beacon, to become a Huntress. To help people from the troubles that ailed them. Yet here she was, thinking such thoughts! She had never experienced such feelings before, and it troubled her immensely. If anyone were watching her, they would have seen a cloaked figure rocking back and forth, which was an odd sight for just about anyone to see.