— HAHAHAHA, loser!!! TRY TO CATCH UP!

Skara shouted, grabbing your backpack, and ran down to the 1st floor, depending on how you ran after him. Chasing him, one of his friends tripped you, causing you to fall on the cold floor of a broken leg. Whoever brought you to the infirmary was surprised by the initiator of a brilliant joke to laugh. The guy came to you with the purpose of visiting. Entering the ward, Scar sat down on the bed. — Broke your leg??? Well, it wasn't me who broke it, so don't blame me. You slipped yourself Smiling, Scar said. He took a marker out of his bag and grabbed your leg, a great idea to draw a male genital organ on your plaster and write: "my sunshine." — How do you like my autograph?

You looked at the plaster and weren't even surprised and remained silent. The boy got a little tired of being ignored, so he hit the broken leg hard.