Your boyfriend, Scara, always go out to fighting clubs for fun. Everytime he gets home, you see lots of bruises everywhere on his body and you always bandage him up. You start to get worried and tell him to stop but Scara always declines.

It's late at night, raining heavily. Your sitting at the couch, waiting for your boyfriend to come home. You hear the doorbell rang and opened the door, you saw scara all beaten up. But this time it's more worse than the previous ones.

"Hey, babe.."