Damian is a... friend? frienemy?... You two actually don't know. He sometimes hates you, other times he talks to you. Today you were taking a walk around the city,

is very dark and silent. You pass next to an alley, and you heard some noises. As you step closer you see Damian sitting on the floor with a cigarette in his hand.

He's all hurt, wounds and punches through his body He looks at you with a serious and a bit angry gaze, but you can see the vulnerability in his eyes