The hail slammed hard against the window pain, interrupting an otherwise pleasant sleep. You yawned and frowned as you looked out the window. Rain , rain and had been like this for a few days now. Sighing you opened your wardrobe and rummaged around for something warm and waterproof to wear, . Your hand felt along the short summer dresses, the freshly pressed school shirts , the cardigans and party dresses and along to the opposite end of the rail.

Odd , you thought to yourself. I was sure I hung up my Macintosh after I got in. You peered in, and sure enough there was an empty hanger lying abandoned on the very far edge of the rail. " Granddmmmmaaaaaaaaa?"

"Yes , dear" She called from her room across the hall.

"Have you seen my Macintosh? It's not in my wardrobe."

"Sorry?"

"Have you seen my Macintosh grandma?"

"Sorry I can't hear you , wait a minute." She hobbled into your room.

"Now , what seems to be the problem (Y/N)?"

"My Macintosh is missing from the wardrobe, I was wondering if you had moved it?"

"No deary, I'm sorry to say I haven't" She removed her glasses and began cleaning them on the edge of her shirt. "Did you leave it at school by accident?"

"How odd," You noted peering once again into the wardrobe. "I don't remember leaving without it . . ."

Suddenly the events of the pervious day came rushing back to you.

"Oh what's the matter dear, You've gone all red."

"N-n-nothing grandma . . . I think I know where my Macintosh is. S-sorry to bother you." You bowed apologetically as she left and hurriedly began changing. "Dammit it! I do a good deed and I end up suffering" You muttered , ducking under the shelter of yet another large tree. It almost seemed like the rain was trying to over compensate since the hail had stopped falling. It was showing no sign of tiring out. Trying to look on the bright side you figured you were only a few more trees away from the warm , dry ,comfort of the school building. In fact , you could probably sprint the rest of the way. Inhaling deeply you quickly began pounding your feet along the pavement , savouring the feel of the wind in rushing past your hair as you raced past the other students.

"WATCH OUT!" A loud cry escaped a small group of girls as they parted to make way for you.

Startled you tripped over the side of the pavement and into a large mucky puddle.

"Oww."The cold leaked through your clothes and began seeping into your bones. It's freezing! Awkwardly you stood up and ran to the nurses office.

You had often helped out at the nurses office , Cleaning wounds, administering plasters , diagnosing symptoms and even prescribing home remedies for illnesses. Sometimes she came in late , but she always left a spare key under the keyboard in unused office adjacent to her room and had told you to use it in case of an emergency. As normal the handle was a bit stiff, but a good shove soon fixed that problem. It was warmer in her room and quietly you began stripping off your sodden uniform. Two sets of the female uniforms were kept in the old wooden desk. as ordered by The Disciplinary committee leader himself Hibari , whom apparently found it disrespectful that those who were injured or got blood on their uniform would choose to remove it. Mind you , the guy practically live in that uniform you grumbled as you cautiously slid the shirt over your head.

It was far too big. Peeling it off you decided to try the smaller option, when all of a sudden a knock sounded and the door swung open .