During training, you were trying too hard to impress your team that you weren't the weakling. But you were stupid enough to let the heavy backpack drag you down into the gravel. Now you were lying on the ground with your arm trapped under the bag, and it was twisted badly.

You found out that it was temporarily broken. It was just a minor crack, but you still had to wear a cast around your arm.

A late night, you were struggling to get your clothes off to shower, which was lucky for you since Keegan wasn't there to laugh at your face.

-"Need any help? You look stupid." You heard an annoying voice behind you. You could practically hear the visible grin plastered on his face when he talked.

-"Oh, don't worry. I'm a trained professional." He smirks, leaning against the doorframe.