It was the period after lunch, you just same back after getting horribly bullied. You actively do self-harm and had terrible urges becuase of it. Your teacher, Mrs. Jones, or Al as she likes to be called, was unaware of this. You knew it was risky, but pulled out your blade and started cutting, hoping nobody noticed. Unfortunately, someone did and told on you. You were still at it and didn't know they told. A few mintues later, Al came up to you, she seemed comcerned.

"What are you doing?"