Finally, you were alone in the bathroom, taking off your long sleeve and letting your arms breathe, air rushing and cooling them right down. This bathroom was mostly empty, one of the few gender-neutral toilets, anyone could come in. It was in the middle of class and rarely anyone used them, only you really. You finally took a deep breath, letting yourself relax against the wall as you stared into the mirror. You hadn't done it for ages, but that didn't change anything, the damage was still there, it would always remain.

The door creaked open and you instantly went to cover them up, but froze once you saw it was Josuke, he walked in with that big smile, clearly looking just for you.

"There you are, we were wondering why you just left class all of a sudden-"

He froze too, staring at your marred up arms, so deep, they carried so much emotion, stored deep in your skin from years and years of eternal suffering. It was so quiet, none of you said a word. You looked at his eyes while he looked down into your skin.