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Jae-Minn
If you had seen Hazel-Rae, you would have mistaken her for a ghost. There were always these really dark circles under her eyes. Her face was pale, her lips parched and dry.
Hazel  was not ugly, she was pretty, in fact.
The only problem was that she never, ever, had a good night of sleep.
Every night, Alexandra and I would be woken up by the screams of Hazel. Now, we were immune to those screams and continue sleeping after that.
Tonight, however, Alex and I decided to investigate.
The screaming started about one am in the morning, when everything was dark, except for the faint glow of the moon.
Like always, Alex and I were snapped out of our peaceful sleep. This time, however, we did not go back to sleep.
We walked over to Hazel's bed, and wished we hadn't.
Her eyes were open, her violet pupils filled with terror. Her eyes were glassy and they did not blink.
Alex shook Hazel. She did not budge, so I tried too. It still did not work.
Alex lifted her hands and gathered water vapour from the air, forming a ball of water. She threw it at Hazel.
The screaming stopped abruptly as Hazel sat up, panting, finding her face wet, her hair damp.
She looked at Alex and I, panting.
"T-thanks," she muttered.
Alex gathered the water from Hazel's clothing and bed, forming that same ball. The water evaporated, the water vapour back in the air.
I smiled.
"Still can't get over how you do that," I told Alex.
She laughed, "It takes practice. I used to wet my bed. Every night."
We chuckled as we climbed onto the spring mattereses. I didn't mind the sounds of Hazel's gentle snores after she slept. It was much better compared to the screaming anyways. Finally, Hazel was able to get a good night's sleep and I was glad for her.
For once, I did not feel like a useless thing.
You see, turning back time isn't really a power you can show off, because firstly, only I am aware that the time has been turned and secondly, this thing only benefits me, myself, and I.
Failed a test? Turn back time and redo it.
Did something wrong? Turn back time and change your ways.
There was no such thing as regret for me, because I know I can do it again. Thus my ironic alias, Regret.
The only thing that set me apart from normal civillians was that I had the same eyes as the other supernatural. Kaleidoscope eyes.
The brown in my eyes showed the most though, among other colors. That was how my parents knew and decided to dump me here at TASS. To keep me safe.
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"Jae-Minn, you can do much better than this," Kickbutt Master, Jessica Yeo said.
I sighed. This is what I get for having a supernatural ability like this. I had to learn how to fight.
My legs were tired, my hands were sore.
"Can we stop now?" I asked.
Jessica, seeing that I wasn't going to put effort into training, took my hand and pulled me out of the room, into another one.
"What are we doing?"
"I want you to be very quiet. A young child like you shouldn't be doing this," Jessica whispered.
I snorted. A young child? I was almost a teenager, in let's see, nine months? I could handle whatever Jessica was going to teach me.
As we entered the room, I saw a gold plate there, carved with two words.
Weaponary Room
I shuddered at the thought, doubting myself. Could I really handle it after all?
Jessica ordered me to stay where I was so I did. I was so obedient.
Not long after, Jessica came back with a sword. A sword.
She handed the sword to me for inspection. I took of the cover carefully and saw some words carved onto it. It was a name, then an icon. The name was Shakilah Binte Abdul. The icon, I recognised it. It was the logo of the MElemental, or the Metal Elemental.
"Indeed, 杰敏 (Jae-Minn). The MElemental made this herself. Thought you'd like to try. Hopefully, you'd be better at this."
I gripped the sword and a burst of energy rushed through me. I was ready.