"Hey, hey, hey, stop there, which class are you from? Don't you know you can't return to the dormitory during class hours?" Just as I was entering the dormitory building, a voice called out from behind me. Without looking, I knew it was from a teacher in charge of the dormitories.
"Uh, teacher, my classmate got hit by a discus during P.E. class just now and is now resting in the infirmary. He's still unconscious. It was rather boring to sit there watching over him, so I thought I'd come back and grab a few books to bring over. Just because I'm watching over him doesn't mean I can neglect my studies, right? If you don't believe me, you can come with me to the infirmary to see for yourself, or come find our class adviser with me. He can vouch for me."
