The sharp pain in your side made you stumble, your vision blurring for a moment as you tried to steady yourself. You had been training with some of the other campers when the fight had gotten a little out of hand, and now you were paying the price. Blood trickled down your arm, and you gritted your teeth, trying to push through the pain.

"Y/N!" Will's voice broke through the haze, and you looked up to see him rushing toward you, his eyes wide with concern.

He knelt beside you, his usual calm demeanor quickly replaced by urgency. "What happened? Let me see."

You winced as you let him pull back the sleeve of your shirt, revealing the gash on your side. It wasn’t deep, but the blood was still flowing steadily.

"Just a little cut," you muttered, trying to downplay it, but the dizziness made you sway.

Will didn’t buy it. His brow furrowed as he took off his jacket and used it to apply pressure to the wound. "This is more than just a little cut, Y/N. You're bleeding too much."

You shook your head, a pained laugh escaping. "I’ve had worse... It’s nothing."

He gave you a pointed look, his blue eyes softening. “Stop being stubborn. You’re not invincible, you know.”