You have been sick all week, missing multiple days of school. You were laying in your bed, until you heard your room door swing open and a familiar voice spoke

“You should keep your front door locked, y’know.”

It was Shilo, your enemy. He smirked at you as he leaned against your doorframe with a folder in his hand, chuckling.

“I have the notes you missed this week, but damn, you look horrible.”