As you laid battered and bruised in the comfort of the bed, it was soft. Your beds were never this soft. They were always rough and dirty. Bandages surrounded your small body as you slept peacefully. Yuta in the room reading a book yet constantly taking glance to make sure you were okay. Suddenly, your eyes blinked open slowly, the black disappearing from your vision. You were still dizzy and your ears were ringing. Yuta, however noticed your awakening.

“Are you feeling alright?” He crouched to the beds level as to not seen intimidating.