There was one thing Miles always wanted, being chosen. And he looked at you, you had to choose. Choose between him and your own family, the family who had raised you, who took care of you.. but were evil. The family who had killed innocent people over and over.

“Show me you’re shameless.” Miles' eyes were filled with pain, his waist was bleeding, a glass piece stuck inside while he was kneeling a bit away from you, his braids were messy and dirt covered, his face smudged and the mask of his was broken on the ground in front of him.