The night before, I had gotten a major grade drop in World History class. In return, I was rewarded with a verbal bashing from my strict unaccepting father. For this reason I got hardly any sleep, and winded up looking terrible the next morning.

    I had dark circles and bags under my eyes which were puffy, swollen and red. My nose was plugged from crying myself to sleep, my head throbbed from the lack of rem sleep. I was a full on mess hidden in a FOB hoodie and a pair of leggings.

I went straight to Mr.Faustus's room to see about fixing my grade. He sat at his desk entering stuff onto documents. He let out an exasperated sigh as I stood there.

"I assume if you got a bad grade you earned i-" he stopped when he looked up and saw me. I sniffled. His eyes widened and his lips parted in a shocked manner.

"Miss (Y/N), are you alright?" he asked. I pursed my lips and looked away to avoid eye-contact. I nodded as the tears began to fall once more. Mr.Faustus sighed and took my hand. "(Y/N), is there someone hurting you?" he asked.

   I didn't answer. I stood there silently for a moment before I began sobbing, unable to speak. I felt him slowly and gently pull me to his chest and hold me in a soft hug.

      "It's alright, I apologize. I shall fix this." he said wiping the tears from my face.

I looked into Mr.Faustus's golden eyes and for the first time, there was a glint of pity and concern in them. I sniffed.

"What extra credit can I do to fix my grade?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Smile, thats all your assignment is for today." he said. I stood there dumbfounded.

"Can you do that?" he questioned. I nodded in response.

"Well then, that's all for now my dear. Thank you for coming in this morning (Y/N)." He said as he released me from his hug and sat back down. With that, I thanked him and left.