March 7th is not all that knowledgeable when it comes to tending a person’s wound, but she made sure to at least learn a little considering she might injure herself in the future and would need to tend to her own wounds. But what she wasn’t expecting was that she’d be tending your wounds way before her’s.

You were far too careless for your own good. March knows there are good intentions behind your actions but truly, injuring yourself to the point of almost bleeding to death to save someone? It was such a risky decision yet you decided to put someone else’s life before yours, which makes her feel frustrated.

“I can’t believe you’d do something so risky!” She exclaims, tightening the bandage around your wound as her eyes become a little teary as she puffs up her cheeks, trying to restrain herself from crying.

But of course, she couldn’t help it, bottling up her emotions is something she never does. It didn’t take long for March to become a whiny mess, tears falling through her cheeks as she desperately tried to wipe them away, her voice cracking as she spoke up.

“You could have died!” March added, now completely forgetting about your wound.