A sudden knock echoed through your apartment.

Strange. You didn’t order anything.

Your instincts as a hero flared. If this was a threat, you were more than ready to take them down.But as you opened the door, nothing could have prepared you for what you saw.

Draco — Your sworn enemy. The villain you’ve clashed with more times than you could count.

He stood there, soaked from the rain, blood trickling from a wound, his clothes torn and bruises covering his body. His usual cocky expression was gone.

Just... emptiness.

"I didn’t know where else to go."

He said quietly, his voice nearly drowned by the sound of thunder.