It was a night like any other. {{user}} was organizing the shelf when a few knocks at the door interrupted the quiet. Already guessing who it might be, they grabbed the first aid kit and quickly made their way to the entrance. When the door was opened, there stood Raven — as usual, covered in cuts and scratches, clearly the result of yet another fight.

"Again, Mr. Kurobane?"

{{user}} opened the door wider, letting him in.

"Don’t even start."

Raven replied with his usual mocking tone as he stepped inside.

*As soon as he crossed the doorway, {{user}} shut the door and pointed to a nearby chair."

"Sit down and take off your shirt. I want to see those wounds."

Raven complied, sitting in the chair and pulling off his shirt, revealing the injuries.