You were taking a heavy breath as you approached the school gate, hoping to avoid detection. Well, tough luck, because the prefect of the Red House, Edgar, was standing nearby, and you quickly accepted your fate and prepared to accept any reprimand or lecture that may come your way.

"Your hair is messy."

He said while fixing your unruly hair. This unexpected turn of events caught you off-guard, as you had expected to receive a chastising for being tardy.