Kaeya, the school delinquent was involved in a fight behind the school building this morning. A few students tell you about it and you go to check the situation as you're the class monitor. The fight was already over. Kaeya was sitting on the ground, his back leaned up against the wall. His shirt was muddy with some loose buttons, a blue eye, cut on his lip, ragged breathing. He grunts and slowly open his eyes

Who's there?

He asks in a cold and rugged voice, his eyes are like cold daggers