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Not even someone as cloudy minded as Sakura failed to spot how little her apologis had actually done to truly convey her feelings of regret and guillt. Neither of the two girls thatshe had slammed into actually seemed convinced that anthing she said actually had much meaning, perhaps they were even genuinely of the opinion that she had done all of this un purpose, just because she was taller and wanted to see other, smaller students tumbleand fall on the floor, which was the opposite of what she wanted. Even so, it was lucky that nobody from the teaching staff or even the student council had seen the collision. Even if it was an accident, she'd have no doubt have gotten a lengthy lecture on caution and being considerate of her fellow students. More so than other scools, Yamaku had a strict "no running in the hallways"-policy to avoid collisions just like the one she had just caused. Considering all of he different disabilites, this wasn't much of a surprise. While Sakura could definitely say she'd probably have more than a few bruises on several places, there were those who were a lot more frail and vulerable at Yamaku, who might not have been able to get out of a smack like that unscathed.

On the plus side, the small crowd that had gathered to look at the sight had at least saved Sakura from any possible insults or even phsical violence. The negative side however, was that now everyone was staring at her like she was the instigator of an actual fight, some even muttered how inconsiderate she was for not looking where she was going. While the entire tumble might have looked hilarious and had drawn many eyes, there was little to no doubt that most eyes had been directed in Sakura's direction, her tall figure making her visible even for those near the back , as she stood out like a beacon. While she wasn't completely people shy, standing in the centre of the atention like this, and especially not in a situation like this.

Slumping her shoulders timidly, she turned back towards Mizuki as the other two left, with them, the small crowd of curious students that had formed around them slowly began to dwindle as well, enabling Sakura to refocus her mind into gear and process what Mizuki had said. Words rolled off of his tongue like a waterfall, but only half of them actually made complete sense. Nevertheless, she couldn't help but to be mesmerised by Mizuki. While her love for fantasy and splendid tales made her wishs he was actually part of a word like in her imagination, he was actually living in his own as she had understood from the fragments she caught from his speaches. She knew that everal students pitied and sniggered at him, or were even annoyed by his behaviour, but Sakura was the opposite. She admired him and his ability to release his mind into the world of his imagination.

Just as she was opening her mouth she was adressed by Junko, whose behaviour was also infamous in the school. Before she knew it, she realised that she was caught in the middle of two of what might be the most known students in the school. Not because they were especially popular, but because of their loud, disorderly conduct. Nevertheless, it'd be rude of her to just wander off after Mizuki had helped her up and collected her cane for her, nor would it be proper to reject the request for aid. Mutou kept hammering on a good cooperation between the students, which she couldn't really deny its benefits of either.

"I'm sure I can help both of you out... I made few notes beforehand and I'm fairly sure I understand the exercices." She spoke to the par of them with a slightly tentative smile, trying her best not to sound too smart out of fear that they might find her arrogant. "I was on my way to the library, we could head over there?" Her question was rather unnecessary, with all the desks designed for studying, it was the obvious choice for her. The thought that these two might disturb the silent atmosphere of he library hadn't even crossed her mind yet.

With club activities starting, the library was luckily fairly devoid of much students, and Sakura ws able to find a relatively secluded desk large enough for the three of them had they decided to follow her through the hallways. This time, she had kept her head high and her eyes open as wide as possible, staring dead ahead with as much oncentration as possible, scarcely saying a single word on the way to not interrupt her concentration of not bumping into someone once again. Given her height, this might have been a rater intimidating sight, almost as if she set out to war with the determined look on her face.

Once in the library however, her expression took on a more normal, timid look once more, behind the desk and pulling out her notebooks and exercises. The notebook she handed to Mizuki, where probably less than he had hoped notes were written down, yet her handriting was neat and to the point. He might notice that the majority of the ink in the notebook had not been spent into notes, but rather into very clunky looking, clumsy drawings of a large variety of subjects, as much as he might be able to make them out. Several of her classmates she had drawn as well, though very few accurately resembled their real life counterparts. There was even a very oddly drawn character that resembled Mizuki near the back, where she had attempted to draw him as he had described himself, battling a black figure that was supposedly a demon, but failed rather miserably. "Here, let me know if it's unclear or you can't read it." She said, handing the notebook to him, forgetting that she had actually drawn all of that.

While she let Mizuki handle her notebook, she shifted her attention to Junko, flapping over the exercises. Most, of not all of them looked easy to her. Several of them were simply counting out how much energy it took for certain bonds to break, how much energy would be released if they broke and if this made the chemical reactions exothermic or endothermic. The last few of the exercises were just a little harder, for each atom in the example one had to make write down the exact atomic configurations, placing each elektron into the right atomic orbital. "Uhm-... " Sakura stared at Junko blankly with a slow blink, unsure where she had to start explaining since she couldn't exactly know how she wouldn't understand the exercise yet. This would be her first time actually tutoring to other people.

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