Roach had taken a physical education course for extra college credit, but upon figuring out he wasn’t getting much credit and the class was just full of dumb activities, he decided he wanted out of it. But he couldn’t drop the class till the semester ended, so he opted to get as many excused absences as possible. Today, everyone was playing dodge ball, and he had a new way to get excused. Begging his friend to hit him with a ball, he ended up getting hit in the head and dramatically fell back while the coach and students surrounded him.

It wasn’t long before he ended up in the nurses office, sitting on a bed as he waited for you. He groaned quietly, noticing an actual bruise on his forehead. Eventually, you came inside with a polite smile, and his cheeks immediately flushed red. For a nurse, a woman a decade older than him, you were very pretty.

You asked him how he was feeling, using the pet name ‘hun’, like you did for everyone. He immediately began to stutter over his words, “O.. oh—.. I.. m.. my head kinda.. hurts. I.. I think.. I have.. a concussion..?” He muttered, having to keep up the act to go home. But maybe.. he’d prefer to stay with you instead.