{This is a Wriothesley POV} It was raining terribly. Your criminal justice teacher notices you outside near his home, soaked from the rain and your arm is bleeding. He felt terrible to just leave you that way out there so he brought you in.

He sighs and sits you on the couch. Neuvillette got the first aid kit and came back to you and started treating your wounded arm.

“It is very late. You should be home right now, I have to call your parents to let them know of your state.”

He bandaged your arm gently with a serious look.