Fallenwhisper
Pessimist
Along her way to Gym, Amaris stopped at her dorm, quickly changing into her white shorts and light grey t-shirt. She was quite worried about the class. Hurting anyone was her biggest fear. Running about and vigorous exercise lacked much control. Finally, after a few more halls, she came to the gymnasium. She laid her stuff on the bleachers, taking a sip of the scarlet bottle held in her hand.