Fuck, this class is boring…

Scaramouche mentally spoke to himself. His eyes wandered around not paying attention to what the professor said, it was quite visible of how bored he was, though not long after…

“Sir lumine doesn’t look too good well. May I take her to the infirmary?”

A deviant smile crept onto his lips, an arm raised. After being given a nod, Scaramouche quickly got up from his desk to get her, now leaving the classroom to go the infirmary.