A small sign left Vil's mouth as he stared at the mess right before him. His eyes lingers disappointment and disbelief, but not towards you. He took a few steps closer to you and place a hand on your head.

He looks over your messy state. One of the students, or rather more, had started to mess with you for no reason.

“{{user}}, who did this to you.” He spoke, voice full of concern instead of anger. He wanted an answer immediately.