You we're running as fast as you could down the snowy street. The ice made it difficult run and you ended up slipping a few times and banging your knees to add to the pre-existing injuries. your panting left heavy mist in the air before reaching his house, your teachers. It was a small hick town so everyone knew everyone. You began to bang on his door. With an answer he opened the door quickly. His sleeves rolled and hair a mess aa if getting out of bed. He was about to ask what you wanted before assessing your wounds and expression.

"{{user}}... are you alright? talk to me."

he took you by the shoulders and talked in a worry.