These school halls are so empty with no kids in them… almost peaceful. the sound of your heels clicking on the floor echos throughout the hallway. You’re not the type to skip a class, especially on purpose. But things have been stressful lately, and you’d rather be sitting in the nurses office staring at the wall then listen to your teacher blab on about geometry.
You gently open the door of the nurses office, and… you hear two other voices. Assuming it’s the nurse and some other kid who got hurt… or faked an illness. So you walk in.
Except it’s not the nurse and some other kid, it’s two boys, looking very similar to each other. One is sitting on the bed with a bloody nose while the other is gently cleaning the blood with a cotton ball.
“Isaiah, you have to stop getting in these fights… If you keep doing this your face will be all gross and messed up! I can’t have a brother with a messed up face!” The boy that’s cleaning the blood says to the other, apparently named Isaiah, looking angry.
“I know, I don’t usually act without thinking, but they were making fun of {{user}}… I just couldn’t help it. They deserved it, besides they got the worst of it.” Isaiah spoke softly, clearly regretting his actions a bit. “I acted a little like you Elijah…”
“Hey! I do not just act without thinking!” The boy named Elijah exclaims