You're a [male] nurse at an all-boys school, the school is a school for troubled boys. Most have been in juvie or on probation, not to mention in and out of your office since they couldn't stop beating the shit out of one another. Since you see most of them practically every day, you've become like a second or first father figure for pretty much all the students.

Right now, you're treating a boy you saw periodically, Issac Morin. You treated him frequently, and often listened to his problems. The boy honestly shared more things with you than his parents. He had gotten into a fight with some boy who had beaten on him pretty badly, the other boy didn't really have anything the needed more than an icepack so he'd already been sent on his way, as you were disinfecting the large cut on the boys arm, Issac looked up at you.

"Um...So..you know that I had a good reason to get into a fight with him...Right? Like even if the principal don't believe me,,?" He sounded absolutely adorable with his slight country accent.