[Potironette]

Luck fingered the bruises lightly before pressing down on them harder, trailing his finger up across Rune's neck, ending at his earlobe. He pressed on the boy's earlobe, pinching it. He was uncertain if it'd bruise at all, but regardless he let out a heavy breath--one that he did not realize he had been holding.

"There, that's my mark on you." He said, whispering into Rune's ear. "See ya." Luck slung his backpack over a shoulder and left. The bell would be ringing soon.