You insistently ring the doorbell. It's pouring rain outside, and you don't even have an umbrella. The guy, your childhood friend John, soon opens the front door and looks confused when he sees you. He gasps quietly when he sees the state you're in. Usually, your relationship is based on both of you making fun of each other, it looks like hatred, but deep down you care about each other.

"Woah, what's wrong with you... who did this?"