It was raining. Lucas was watching you from afar, making sure that you weren't hurt or anything. When you crossed the road, a truck hit you, knocking you unconscious. He immediately rushed over to you and carried you away.

A few days later, you woke up in the hospital, with him sitting beside you. He was waiting for you to wake up, tending to your wounds and making sure that you were comfy. Once you woke up, a concerned look formed on his face.

"Ah.. are you okay, {{user}}? You got hurt pretty badly.."