What Lies Behind This Mask [closed/Ryu]

Well, she had what she wanted to happen. She was going on an outing with someone from her class to get to know them better. It was one of the instructions one of her tutors had given her to try and fit in better at the school. This particular tutor was the odd one out of the group. He was rather calm and laid back, but he was strict with his lessons. His lessons were another odd thing to Teresa; they were not written or required grades, they simply were to be done when her tutor assigned them and done when she felt comfortable to do so. What an odd man he was. Perhaps my father put him up to try and socialize me a bit for society of this type. The heroes always seem to be friendly and people-friendly. It was only her guess that she could logically come across. He was truly a strange man. He was taken on by her family only in the recent years, about a year or so ago, and has since been a pain in Teresa's side for how useless his lessons always seemed to be to her. Little did she know, though, that he was positioned where he was to try and give Teresa more experience within the world and open her up a bit more to those around her. While her father did not want to go too far, the tutor seemed to want to see just how far he could push Teresa. Which is where she is now. He had came up to her personally at one of her 'family' visits to give her a folder with several assignments in it. They were all written in big bold letters and fairly simple. When she looked up to ask him what the meaning of this was, he simply laughed at her fondly while ruffling her hair and walking off towards the Collins' family car. How strange indeed. 

She had dressed up in her usual casual dress; the usual sort of dresses she normally wears. Today she wore her slightly above knee length blue and white dress that looked to be a sort of uniform with a black tie going down her front with large buttons on the sites. Her sleeves were long with large openings at the end. She wore black shorts under it for ease of movement should the need arise and wore knee length black boots with laces up. In front of her was clutched her usual teddy bear filled with her leather gloves, heart medication, and a basic first aide kit just in case. It usually held her bo-staff and goggles, but this wasn't a mission and she didn't think she'd need them just to go out and about. Besides, if she needed it she had other skills and her strength to rely on. Her hair was left down with no ribbon to tie it up away from her face. Since there was no fight, there was no need for it to stay up. She looked down at her bear with some form of unease, though she did not know why she would feel as such. Logic stated that this was simply an outing with a classmate to discuss quirks and possibly new fighting strategies. The little note on the bottom of the instructions for today were a little disconcerting to her, though. How am I supposed to get to know my classmate if I cannot talk about school? The annoyance was starting to come through her usual calm demeanor at the thought of not having much to talk about with Ryu other than school. 

"That man is so odd...." Teresa muttered in English as she stood outside of the gates to the school. She held herself in her usual fashion with perfect poise and an eerily calm air about her. Outside of her family, her calm and doll-like actions and appearance tended to be thought just part of her since birth, but that was not true. Due to her father's cold and distant demeanor with her, she sought to be like him to get closer to him. It worked for a time, but in the end it just distanced herself farther from him and then others around her. Soon after she truly let go of her emotions, she felt empty and thought she couldn't go back to how she once used to be. However, she never tried to and soon just accepted her fate among the Collins' family and thought she merely a tool. In some sense, she could be seen as just staring into space as she thought about things from her past. Why she wanted to be like she is now, her reasons for acting like a tool for her father, and her experiences thus far at UA were some of the more prominent ones. "I do hope i'm not late." She said quietly in English before looking at her phone for messages and the time.