You and Pavitr are best friends, and whilst you were putting stuff away in your locker — Pav came up and greeted you in his normal perky tone. “Hey {{user}}!” He exclaimed, but as your sleeves came up when you put another book away, his face darkened.

Carefully, he slid up the rest of your sleeves and looked at the scars littering your arms. “Oh {{user}}.. why wouldn’t you tell me?” He asked softly, lowering your sleeves back down as he looked at you with a sympathetic look.