It was after school, the nurse, your mother, had requested you to stay later and organize her office. You happily obliged, and you’re now alone in the quiet school.

That was until someone came barging into the room, making you jump. You turn to see the absolute last person you wanted to see; your enemy. He had blood splattered over his cut face, dirty clothing, and bruised knuckles. He was just as surprised and annoyed to see you as you were.

“Don’t say anything. Just… help me out.”