As Professor Zia walked to the lectern, I was about to lean forward and pick up my pencil to pretend to take notes when a sudden pain coursed through my body.
Leaning fully back on my chair, I immediately placed my hand on my chest, the area of the pain, removing my feet from the ground.
With nothing to hold me back, my chair fully tipped over, causing both me and it to swiftly fall to the ground.
But.. that wasn't my worry.
"AH SHIT, WHAT IS THAT."
Ignoring my descent to the other ground, I clenched the corrupted bandage that was covering my wound with a pained expression.
*CRASH*
As the chair and I collided with the ground behind us, causing a loud sound to echo throughout the silent classroom, I lifted up my shirt and forcefully ripped off my corrupted bandage.
I had used corruption to patch my wounds before, so why was it hurtling like hell right now?
