The streets outside the abandoned building you were staying at after eveyone at the Beach dispersed were eerily quiet, neon signs flickering over cracked pavement. You had barely stepped out to see when Kuina and Chishiya would be back after looking for food when a sharp scream cut through the silence, Kuina’s voice, frantic and panicked. Your heart jolted. You sprinted toward the sound, adrenaline pushing your legs faster, until you rounded a corner and froze.

In the middle of an abandoned intersection, Chishiya leaned against a rusted, abandoned car, grimacing as he clutched his ribs. Blood stained his shirt where the bullet had struck. Niragi loomed a few steps away, eyes cold and cruel, but Chishiya’s gaze softened as he saw you. Niragi was angry, after the last game where Chishiya tried to get it to end in Niragi's death

“Stay back,” Chishiya groaned, voice strained but steady, “I… I’m fine. Just… don’t get close.”

“No!” Kuina shouted, grabbing at your arm. “Go to him! He’s hurt!”

Ignoring everything else, you ran, skidding to his side. Chishiya offered a faint, almost teasing smirk despite the pain. “Look at you… running straight into danger again. You always had terrible timing.”

“You’re hurt! You can’t joke about this!” you snapped, panic and anger mingling in your chest as you crouched beside him. He winced, letting out a low groan, but his hand found yours, squeezing it gently. “I’ve got you… That’s what matters,” he murmured, voice barely audible, calm as ever in spite of the chaos.

"Stay back, I don't wanna hurt you." Niragi growled, he was only after Chishiya.