I wonder whose heart he's broken this time, Korra thought to herself, her nose scrunched up as she listened to the sound of a younger girl's muffled cries fade away as they usually did when the girls ran off.

Mako. That name gave her a dark feeling she couldn't quite explain when it came to putting her feelings into words. That man- no, boy was the worst of all the boys in the school.

"Hey, Avatar," she heard her friend Bolin say as he dropped his lunch tray onto the concrete table they ate at everyday. Most people stayed inside. The two found the isolation very relaxing when it came to the noisy school.

She looked up at him, a dry look on her face to which he rolled his eyes at. "Again?"

"Yeah. You really need to talk to your brother," Korra told him as she took a look at the lunch on the table, "and bring a lunch to school. That looks disgusting."

"Hey! I'll take it; I'm always hungry," he said, shortly after stuffing his face leaving Korra to sigh and think about what to do about that player. Mako, such an opposite to kind and loving Bolin. She couldn't believe it was that yellowed eyed bastard that claimed to be the more mature one of the two when the younger and slightly stout one could at least look women in the eye when talking to them.

"What's with him anyways?" she asked, an accusing tone in her voice.

"Hey, hey," Bolin said, his mouth half full with the mystery meal, "you're not going to get a different answer than what I gave you last week when he broke up with that one girl, uh, Asami?"

"Yeah, the heiress. At least she found out herself what he was doing and was the one to end it. She's one of the few to walk away with her dignity still intact," she said. There was no malice against the girls that ran off crying, claiming that there are no good guys out there, but she could not believe how most of them were so naive!

"Hey, Bo," Mako said, taking a seat next to Korra though he sat at the edge of his seat, ready to bolt for it. "Hey, Korra."

She huffed, hopping out of her seat and tossing her paper bag to Bolin. "It's got a sandwich and some chips. Smoothies after school?" she asked, though not waiting around for an answer, walking in the direction she thought she heard the newest victim run off to and then heading for the nearest bathroom. What was it with girls and bathrooms? Korra was a girl and even she didn't get how a public bathroom was more private than the unoccupied classrooms that were always empty during lunch.

"Are you alright?" Korra asked as she strolled into the bathroom, seeing a pale, dark haired girl with a small physique and big blue eyes. She could hear the sniffles and soft cries, but there was something else. She heard words of condolence.

Peaking around the bathroom, near the mirrors she saw another girl sitting rather calm, talking to the distressed girl softly. Korra was immediately hypnotized by the beauty, the bright green eyes, slightly wavy raven hair and well rounded red lips.

Could that be Asami?

"Don't worry, I've got this one," Asami said, looking up with a smile.

"Uh, okay," Korra said awkwardly, taking a few steps back to turn around and back into the hallway. Okay, she had not been expecting that, but was it really unexpected? She took a seat on the floor and leaned against the cool wall, barely hearing the conversation between the dark haired girls echo from the bathroom.

It wasn't long before the younger one left, passing Korra an awkward glance before running off. Asami followed suit, but stood next to Korra instead offering a hand to help her up. Korra didn't leave her hanging.

"Uh, so...?" the dark skinned girl began, unable to finish the thought.

"I heard you help out those girls, I wanted to as well," Asami said, as if reading her thoughts.

"Well, uh, that's great and all, but are you sure?" she asked, trying to avoid telling her that it was kind of her thing to help out Mako's tossed goods.

"Yeah-" The bell rung. "Oh, I need to get to calculus. How about we talk about this later?"

"Bolin and I are heading to the smoothie place a few blocks down after school, if you'd like to join," Korra offered without thinking.

Asami looked hesitant at first, but regained her composure and nodded. "I'll see you then."

"Asami? Really?" Bolin asked, very much interested in the turn in events. He held his smoothie cup in his hands, though it might not have even been there. Not a sip was taken from it since Korra mentioned the encounter with the rich girl.

"Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. It was so weird. Everyone knows I help everyone at the school," Korra said, a little frustrated at it all. She was the one who helped not only the girls Mako discarded (though that seemed what needed to be helped the most, nowadays) but girls with regular problems, boys with girl problems or boys trying to get into shape. Even teachers asked her for help.

"Yeah, Avatar," Bolin snickered. "I can't believe people started calling you that just for helping out everyone. I swear, it's like you keep the peace or something."

Korra stretched back in her chair. "Yeah, it's pretty nice being looked up to like that. But when everyone relies on you, it gets tedious, 'ya know?"

"I can agree with that," a girl voiced, entering the shop. The two friends both turned around in their chairs, craning their necks to see who had spoken up: Asami. Without a moment to lose she pulled up a chair and looked at Bolin.

"So..."

"Yeah, yeah," Bolin said, waving a bit. "Why do I let Mako do stuff like that. Well, I can't do anything about it! Everything I say goes through one ear and out the other," he groaned.

"No, actually, I was wondering what flavor smoothie you had," Asami giggled. The two looked at her for a moment with the same look: was she serious?

"Oh, it's the best. You should try it. It's banana, mango and blueberries." He took a sip from his drink like he had just then recieved it instead of it having been in his grasp for at least a quarter of an hour without touching it.

"Though, I do wonder," she turned to Korra with a slightly puzzled and intrigued look, "why you two are friends. Korra, you used to date Mako as well?"

Korra simply smiled. "Bolin and I became friends during then, so went it all went sour and I broke it off with him, he and I remained friends."

"I bet seeing Mako is difficult."

Korra didn't respond to that.

"So... why were you helping that girl out?" Korra inquired. "Don't get me wrong, its great you want to help, but people usually look up to me for that kind of thing. It's like... my thing."

Asami held up her hands in defense. "Oh! I didn't mean to steal your thunder or anything, I just thought you were busy and I'd help out a bit."

"Why?"

"Because Mako doesn't care what happens to them, no matter what he says. I just wanted to make sure she was alright."

The three remained silent for a few moments, a unanimous thought hanging in the air: How can stop Mako? They could help the girls after the fact, but it could be so much easier just to get Mako to stop, though it was easier said than done.

"Speaking of making sure they're alright, Asami, are you okay?" Bolin asked before Korra had the chance to, his words slightly rushed together.

She nodded slowly, but a small shake of the head at the end. "It still bugs me how he couldn't just tell me he didn't like me and move on, but went around with other girls instead."

Korra nodded. She understood that far too well.

"I want to help, though. I don't plan on getting back, er, on the market any time soon. I figured I didn't want to spend that time moping about it, either."

A smile appeared on Korra's lips at the raven haired girl's words. "I get that."

Bolin looked happily from one girl to the other. "Great!" he exclaimed getting up and pulling the two girls together for a hug before looking at Asami seriously. "He might not take his younger brother seriously, but I have no doubt you and miss Avatar here can get it into his head."

The two girls laughed for a moment, half at the patheticness of Mako unable to see reason from his own brother, the other half that Bolin had yet to realize in his haste to hug them, he had spilt his smoothie all over his shoes.