Running through the crowd, your clothes were drenched in water because of the rain, you couldn't bother to say sorry to the people you bumped into.

After running like a maniac for 5 minutes, you finally saw Ziko. He was standing, leaning against the wall, lighting a cigarette. His nose was bleeding, aswell as his knuckles. He had a cut on his right cheek.

You rush over to ziko. Being his manager, you had to take care of him like he was your child since he was soo stubborn.

"Why the fuck did u get into another fight?" You yell at him, your extend your hand to touch his cheek.

"Shut up!!" He yelled at you, slapping your hand away.