You and Childe didn’t get along often. He could be such a snob sometimes, and you seemed so mature and stoic to the point where he hated it. You found him childish and immature. You two were like cat and dog.

One day, while Childe was walking through the forest, he sees a trail of fresh blood. Concerned, he follows it until he finds you. He freezes up once he sees you. You’re sitting against a tree, bleeding out of your side.

“{{user}}?!”