Tsukiko heard Brad's words and knew there was some truth to some of them. One thing her brother always taught her you can't move forward if your eyes are always in the rear view mirror. It was true, looking back on her past wouldn't bring her happiness, but it was hard to be happy when almost everything you cherished and savored was blown away by the sands of time. Time sometimes could be a cruel mistress and waiting made patience almost seem like an inevitable eternity. The girl had a hard time with find words of wisdom to draw confidence from when she felt so down and gloomy. It was hard to remained focus with all the dark parts of history haunting her like a ghost. No matter what she did or what she said it never satisfied the demon where it continued to leach off her memories. Tsukiko had a somewhat unsure frown slapped on her face as she tilted her head gently to the side feeling the nudge at the skin where her neck was. "I really want to believe what you say is true, but I've been through so much adversity that deceit is a commonplace fear in my heart. I'm unsure of who I can trust now and the last thing I want to feel is the same pain from heartbreak that I felt in the past." She said toward Brad as she closed her eyes and thought someone was behind her. Since her mind was on something else she wasn't too upset at the time for them listening in on her conversation with Brad. She tried to understand Brad's encouraging words, but her uncertainty weighed her down like an anchor making it hard for her to put her faith and trust in people. She didn't want to experience what she did in the past and that is why she refused to understand what his words actually meant.
She then sighed then turned her head toward the student behind her. She noticed it was the person from a week ago who she ran into in the hallway during the attack on the academy. She didn't appreciate him just deciding to sit where he was just to overhear what she was saying though since her attention was on something else at the moment she wouldn't hold a grudge about it. "You know, Vincent. It's not nice to eavesdrop on people. I don't care what you reason is either. You're still a jerk either way. You're ignoring me obviously is an example of my point. I'll cease wasting my time though." She sighed as she looked over at the white haired boy and then gasp deeply as a bit of tension filled the air from her voice. "..." She was about to say something then stopped herself at the moment as she turned her head away from Vincent looking at the student who bothered her a lot still. It didn't make her feel any easier that he was there and she wasn't sure why she was feeling so uneasy about his presence where she put her card back into deck. She would think about why it resonated like it did later. Now wasn't the time to start problems in class. "I'll put my trust in you, Brad because I have worse problems than worrying about grudges I hold on people. Guess this is what they call making friends..." She stated with uncertainty not entirely sure she had made a wise decision or not. She still had a hard time trusting people after all she had gone through in the past and it certainly wasn't going to be easier for her with the way things were going. She had a strong distrust of the male part of society though she didn't ever really show it. the only person who got close to her when she was still fully conscious was Ben. Other than that, no male has gotten too close to the girl aside from Vincent who carried her to the infirmary after she had fainted.
Strangely enough, she had certainly changed her mind from a moment ago. What caused her sway in mind was unknown at the time; however, the last thing she wanted was bitter disappointment to remind her of the nightmares of her past. Turning her attention back toward Brad she nodded her head deciding maybe she'd at least try it. Certainly wouldn't hurt to get know people better."All right, I'll try it then. I'll allow you Brad to be friends with me. I just hope I don't end up regretting this in the end." She paused for a second then thought about Vincent who was right behind her. "As for Vincent, I think not..." She paused as she wrote a number on a piece of paper which was the registration number which allowed them to register her into their databases as a friend. "Here." She said offering one hand out to Brad with one piece of paper while she handed the other reluctantly to Vincent who sat behind her though with a frown on her face where she was going to see if he would prove her wrong or not. Not that it mattered, the only arrogant person she could really tolerate was her brother. She had no interest in weak imitations from the past that failed at mimicking what they tried to represent. Regretfully, she decided to lay the piece of paper on Vincent's chair not caring what he did with it. She had lost interest in him a long time ago. He could rip it up or burn it and she still wouldn't care.