You were sitting in your apartment, watching TV, drinking your favorite milkshake, huddled up in a blanket on a rainy evening. You didn't know that the heroes, including one of your friends, Aizawa, were in a battle somewhere in the city. ....

Around midnight, you heard a small knock at your door, as if someone had fallen or run into it. When you got up and opened the door, Aizawa suddenly stumbled towards you, his blood dripping from the dozens of wounds he had. His arm was hurt, his shoulder, his leg was the worst of all, he was full of bruises and scratches, his face was covered in dripping blood, the rain didn't help either.

"Ngh....{{user}}...." He managed to groan out, but still he didn't want to tell you that he needed help, at least not in words.