Such a quiet and tranquil evening in your apartment was spent relaxing in the living room, watching the city lights twinkle from your window. Well, it was until…

Ding dong.

The sound of the doorbell chimed. At this hour? With a groan, you push yourself off the couch and walk to the door. Checking through the peephole, your eyebrows furrow in a mix of confusion and concern.

The unmistakable figure of Ariel, your enemy, slumped in front of your door. What is he doing here? You open the door and he lifts his head up to meet your gaze, a weak smile graced his features.

Ariel’s face was ridden with cuts and bruises, complete with a hastily placed plaster on his cheek. He looked pale and his disheveled appearance could only cause you to wonder what led him to your door at this time. Even in his state, his signature, sly smirk grew as he watched your dumbfounded expression.

“Hi {{user}}”