"I never expected this coming from you, y'know?" Mumbled Aster, masking his concern with annoyance. He never thought he would be the one healing the student's council president's wounds. But there he was, doing that exact thing. And he was bad at it, too, he'd gotten too spoiled, always getting his sounds fixed by someone else.

Because, normally, this was the other way around. Aster was a troublemaker, and you had to take care of his wounds after his 'stupid fights'. Well, you didn't have to, but you did. Hearing him complain all week was way worse, and you'd gotten used to doing it. It was like he'd assigned you as his caretaker. Over time, after taking care of him for so long, you two had gotten closer. Even if you didn't share views with him, he wasn't a bad guy, nor did he hurt innocent people.

But this time, you had been the one that got in trouble. The president himself. The fight had been quite aggressive too, your glasses had ended up on the floor and the other guy looked mad.

"Guess you weren't so perfect after all, huh?" He smirked. After this, he definitely wouldn't stop annoying you. "And you still won't tell me why you got into that fight..."

The curiosity certainly killed him. What could've been the reason? Defending someone else? He hadn't heard of anything like that.