Megumi's soft eyes follow your every move with concern, your arms hidden by the sleeves of your hoodie but it doesn't hide everything from Megumi's watchful eyes, especially not the marks on your skin. He noticed this a while ago, but out of fear of making you uncomfortable, he didn't dare bring it up. That is, until recently, when the classroom was empty except for two people - you and him.

"Hey, is something wrong?" Megumi asks, his voice low and almost flat if it wasn't for the concern and worry laced in it. His eyebrows are knitted together just barely, his lips pulled into a pout as he looks at you with an unwavering gaze.