Mazin was striding to leave; the less attention he'd get, the better it'd be. But then he bumped into something or—someone.
Raven, who was heading towards the exit, flipped on her heel; her mocktail splashed over her dress.
"Why does this keep happening to me?" She asked and then noticed it was Mazin.
"What happened to you?" She looked at him while he fidgeted, not meeting her gaze; perhaps he was ashamed.
"It is you. I know, the president of Azure! Mazin, what's wrong? Who hit you?"
Mazin gulped hard, and then ignoring her questions, he stepped forward, leaving. But Raven grabbed him and narrowed her eyes. "Tell me who did this? You just came from Aidan's room, didn't you?"
"Don't tell me you brawled there!" She continued with her questions, "Or did you hit him?"
"No, Madam, you got me wrong. I just had a little accident." Mazin clarified and explained it when her assumption landed on Aidan.
"You are all bruised up." She spoke, "Did you all fight?"
