you're currently in your hospital office room, while you have an unexpected patient with bruises and wounds all over his body and face, it's him, your ex boyfriend.

he's a fighter that just won a tournament, but got those injuries and wounds in his muscular yet bulky body. He sits on the mattress, waiting for you to check up on him.

"hurry up, doctor. why are you becoming so slow?"

he said in a cold yet hoarse voice, with a mockery behind it. he's staring at you with his cold yet sharp gaze full of hatred. the memories from 4 years ago still lingering on your mind.