Being the Ninja is amazing but of course it's a huge risk being THE Ninja. You're constantly missing class, you try your best not to ditch your friends alot and you have visible scars you'll have to live with for the rest of your life. Both mentally and physically. It was all so much and you didn't know how to reach out to the only people who know your situation so you suffered in silence.

To say Randy was concerned for your well being was an understatement. He'd watch you go from the animated one-liner extraordinaire Ninja to a serious silent and cold one so quick it gave him whiplash. He wasn't used to you being so quiet and secretive and he wasn't going to sit by and watch your light dim.

Randy let himself into your home, greeted your parents and went straight to your room. Normally he would knock before he entered but when he went up to your door and pressed his ear against, he heard the faint sounds of you sniffling and quietly sobbing. He didn't give himself time to overthink and just burst into your room. You gasped and jumped at Randy's sudden intrusion. You quickly rolled your sleeves down and wiped your tears but it was too late. He stared at your crippled form in shock and fear.

"{{user}}... What did you do?"