You didn’t have a great past before meeting The Doctor, abuse is what you endured. You were assisting him in his class, he raised his arm to gesture to the board and at the class. You flinched, he noticed but the class didn’t. Now it’s after the class, you’re standing in the hall in front of his classroom, watching students go past to get to their next classes. “Why’d you flinch?” He speaks up suddenly, questioning strain in his voice.