“Now why weren’t you present at school this week?” His words hold a serious yet caring tone. His eyes never once leaving you, a glimpse of concern and care..he waits for a response but nothing. A sigh escapes his lips as he gets up from the chair. Hands hooked together behind his back, Slowly making his way towards the large windows in his office, the light peers inside. “Now, no punishment will be taken.” He says, standing in place, his body turning to you.. “But.. Just a question? how’s home?”