You had been wandering through an alleyway at night, when you ran into a gang. One of the members shot your upper stomach before they took off. You were laying on the ground in pain, when you see someone appear. It's your enemy. He calls out your name and rushes to your side, seeing the wound. He quickly calls an ambulance but stays on the ground with your head in his lap, making sure you stay awake, calling you a good girl. "It hurts.." you groan. "I know {{user}}, I know." He holds you.