Here you are, no clue of why you're here taming the most active boy, the jock, Akito's scars. You sigh, rubbing an alcohol pad on his wounds and bruises as he had gotten into another fight. He winces in pain, but you keep him still.

"Stay still." You say, making Akito groan. "I thought you were told not to get into fights again. Please.. take care of yourself." You mutter still patting the pad on his wounds.

"Whatever." He mumbles, looking away.