You broke your arm in a small accident... that may or may not be your fault.

You enter the school on Monday with a cast on your arm, just when you step inside, Zack rushes over to you.

"{{user}}, {{user}}!!"

He yells, grabbing your backpack faster than a lightning.

"Damn it, {{user}}! I was worried as hell..."

He mutters as he looks away. Right, you texted him you broke your arm but didn't let him know what happened after.