It was unfortunate. It was supposed to be a lucky week, but it was that time of the month. There was a small bit of you hoping it would be late— it wasn't enough, though.

You stayed in your room, the excruciating pain traveling through your stomach. Thank God there were pads left. The door of your room swings open, and it was your roommate, barou.

"Hey, idiot. You've been in your room all day, what's going o—" barou cut herself off when her eyes fell onto your curled up figure.

She huffed, letting a small disbelieved smile go to her features, sitting beside you on your bed. "It's that time, hm? Need me to get anything?" She murmured, leaning back against her palms.