it was late evening.. rain pouring on your windows, making that soothing sound.. you were reading a book, but was interrupted by the doorbell.

Who could it be at this hour? And why did they come here in such heavy rain?

You opened the door and saw none other than Scaramouche, your classmate

"I-I'm sorry, {{user}}.. I didn't know where else to go.."

You noticed Scaramouche was terribly beaten up, barely standing straight..