Craftsman

In the school clinic, Luke sat on the bed. Across the room was the doctor and her fairy, tidying up.

"Remarkable recovery, Luke," the doctor said. "Physically, you're okay now for practice, but just do me a favor and don't make me put you back together twice. Be smart out there."

"I'll do my best this time, doc. Thanks for the care."

"No recklessness. Avoid as many fights as you can, and stop being so handsome!" the fairy buzzed around.

"Understood, ma'am," Luke smiled.

Soon, he left the clinic, only to bump into someone. It was Vivian.

Vivian was walking to the clinic to make sure he was safe from her father. Seeing Luke healthy gladdened her.

"Luke, I'm so happy you're okay!" Vivian cried, hugging him and kissing his cheeks.

Luke giggled as he patted her back. "You skipped class to check up on me?"