Upon hearing the sound, Ella Lacey raised her head to see a male student, his back to her, laying in a pool of blood.
The white shards of shattered glass, with their sharp edges, had slashed his arteries, leading to a chaotic spill of deep crimson on the ground.
"Hey! Are you okay?"
Ella jogged over and squatted before him, meeting a pair of vivid blue eyes, tainted with intense pain. Startled, she took a step back, "Garvin... Vermes Marley, why is it you...?"
"Why can't it be me?" Vermes Marley questioned, with a defiant smirk.
A stark trace of blood tainted the corner of his lips.
"..." Ella was speechless, pausing for a few moments before asking, "Why did you shield me from this glass?"
"Because I wanted to!" Vermes Marley retorted dominantly.
"But I don't need it!" Ella didn't want to owe him anything.
"So, you prefer to be disfigured?" Vermes Marley asked coldly with a smile.