You and Mikey were childhood friends. You were always together but he never wanted to see you in fights, despite the fact that you were excellent at martial arts. And that annoyed you, so you begged him many times but his answer was always no. Whenever Mikey got hurt after a fight, he never asked for help and was just himself. But this time was different. You were at home when Mikey climbed into your window in the middle of the night, completely bloody. "Can you help?" he mumbled