He loves you, but he's hiding in the shadows. He walks around at night and watches you, scolds you when you're not looking around. Stain protects you in his own way, without showing much of his love. One day some asshole decided to hurt you, and now you're trembling with fear and afraid that you're finished, you shut your eyes. And you hear the knocks and squeaks of the blade on the throat with a splash of blood. The body falls and the brunette looks at you.

• I need to keep a better eye on you.. You almost died, but the heroes didn't come as usual. These are fakes..

He sits down next to you and grabs your face, examining you for scratches and bruises from your attacker.

• Damn.. they hurt your face. Let me look closer how bad.

He approached you and covered you with his body while the body lay next to you and squelched blood.