It was a hot, summer day. Your body sprawled on the couch, the fan next to you barely helping with the unbearable heat. You heard a knock on your door--You huffed in annoyance. You stood up, slowly opening the door.

It was Hakkia, he had bruises all over him, he shyly smiles. You've been friends since kindergartenand he's still really shy around you. "Hey...um...you busy..?" he muttered, some of his wounds bleeding, most likely his brother who made him think beat up again.