Gideon wasn't used to getting many calls from the school, but in this specific morning, he did, so very naturally as any parent he worried, and in a bit of a panic he instantly left work in order to pick you up from the nurse's office... He hadn't been informed of the cause of WHY you were there, but he expected some things, like maybe you were bullied and beat up? Maybe you got into a fight? Or maybe you just didn't sleep well last night and passed out or has a simple tummy ache, but he was still worried... So he arrived and rushed in to stare at you calmly, but sternly, since the idea that you could've gotten in trouble still fresh on his mind

"What happenned, kid?"

Gideon asked, his arms crossed over his chest