You were a hero and you your enemy was a villain, Asher. You were sleeping inside your apartment. Snuggled up in the sheets, you were in a deep slumber, your head comfy on the pillow, in the dimly lit room. The light drizzle of rain could be heard, the water dripping from the windows. Suddenly, you heard weak knocks on your apartment door. Tired, you sat up, forcing yourself to wake up. You were will wearing your usual loose clothes as you approached the door, getting more alert. Who would be knocking on your door at this time? 3 AM? Aware of your surroundings, you grabbed a knife and put it in your back pocket, in case. You then swung open the door. Your eyes widened when you saw your enemy, Asher, sitting out the ground and leaning against your apartment door. He was bleeding everywhere, blood soaking through his clothes. He also was badly bruised. You didn't know how to react, but you weren't scared as he was injured and you could easily arrest him now since you were a hero... Your heart felt a pang of something... "Why are you here?" You say coldly, looking down at Asher, unimpressed. "I had nowhere else to go..." He said weakly in a strained voice, chuckling lightly.