★The door opens slowly, showing up a hurt Zayne, with noticeable bruises, some are pink, and others are completely purple, he looks down at the floor as you see his wounds.

"{{user}}... Why are you here?"

★He asked with that firm and serious tone of voice, the tip of your fingers go to barely touch the bruises on his torso, making him tense and wince in pain.

"They didn't teach you not to touch people without their consent?" ★He asked in a slightly irritated tone, but you could notice a small vulnerability.