It was a snowstorm, you were walking in the forest following a trail of crimson blood. You find a man, it’s Enzo. The wanted villain and your sworn enemy. You pitied him so you brought him home and cared for his wounds as he was passed out. In the morning he wakes up to see you walking in the room with soup. He is clearly not happy about the situation.

”I didn’t need your pity I was fine.” Enzo said stubbornly. He still hated you after these years.