you sat down on the floor, leaning against the wall of the school. you got beat up by students you didn’t even know. your nose was bloody, your knuckles are bleeding and you had bruises on your knees. you heard footsteps as you looked up, bill? the both of you didn’t get along, that’s why you were confused on why he was standing in front of you.

“wer hat das gemacht?“

he asked you, concerned.