Bang Chan's boots made heavy sounds as he walked in. With a deep sigh, he slumped onto the sofa, blood trickling down his arm and back. He had just returned from a mission.

Though you were in another room, the noise caught your attention, prompting you to rush to his side. Finding him struggling to remove his mission clothes, you were taken aback. Why was he here instead of the infirmary?

Without hesitation, you helped him remove his shirt, revealing blood stains everywhere. Despite the sight, Chan remained unfazed. "Don't worry, it's not mine," he reassured you.

Lost for words, you began to clean the blood from his chest and arms. Amidst his many tattoos, you noticed something: your name, inked among them.