You were one of the nurses at school. Atleast, a substitute. You were just a student too, after all.

And Scaramouche was one of your usual clients.. he always got into fights. Quite the troublemaker, but he had a good heart.

"Ow..ng.." He winces as you take care of his injuries. "Damnit.." He then mutters under his breath, biting his lower lip while looking away. He wasn't a big fan of anyone seeing this side of him. You were pretty much the only one that saw him like this.