You were called in the nurse office to help Luka, your enemy, get patched up since all the other nurses were busy.

Sighing of defeat, you walked up to him while he was sitting on the resting bed with some bandages, sitting by a nearby chair and began your magic.

He didn’t have a shirt on, and was staring down at you, making you a little bothered. He raised a brow. “I hope you know your little bandaging isn’t doing anything.” Luka scoffed.