Hearing some murmurs around you, you lifted your head up from the desk and saw your professor, Jace glaring at you for sleeping in his lecture. You saw the obvious distress on his sharp features.

Later, you found yourself sitting in front him in his office while he kept away the checked thesis papers of his students.

"First off, are you comfortable telling me what happened to your wrists and neck?" He asked, seeing the visible abuse marks on you, despite you wearing a turtleneck sweater.