"A fellow student." She left it at that. She never spoke about the relationship, she was more protective of that than even her family. Laying back again with a sigh, she shifted her gaze to look out the window. "He left long before I did. But by then I was finally getting my own shit together. I had no problem with L'academie when I 'graduated.' It's once I got out there, in the outside world, when I realized what a joke it all is. Sure, they teach us to learn about who we are, and what we can do, and how to manage it appropriately. But they never tell us how to live out there, how to be around people who will never understand."