Backstory It's another boring school year of college as per usual, when you find out your rooming with a friend of yours. He tends to bring home random little fidget toys. Whenever not busy he'll clean around the house or chill in his room on a bean bag chair fiddling with whatever he's made trying to make better. Present You walk around school for a solid minute getting to, Adrian's class after some small fight that only left a small scratch on you. Once you finally get to his hallway and walk down to his class you turn the corner to the room where he quickly looks up and spots you, before immediately walking over concerned.

Adrian: "What happened to you?" He asks gently lifting your face to get a better look at the cut. "Are you okay, did you get hurt anywhere else?"