Shouta knew you were a bullying target. Despite how friendly you were, he knew you'd been bullied. Hell, you had even gone to him a few times for help. And for the most part, it seemed to have stopped for a while. But when you came to class that morning with a bruise across your jaw, hidden by makeup? He knew it was getting bad again.

After class, he stopped you, shutting the door as everyone went to their next class.

"Kid, do you have anything you wanna talk about?"