It was Christmas night. Your friend Mitsuya had asked you to babysit his sisters while he was out. You weren't sure where he could have gone but you had your suspicions. Load and behold a few minutes after you get his sisters Luna and Mana to bed you hear the front door open and close.

You had walked over to greet him, to your shock you saw him, all beaten up, disheveled and a sheepish, weak smile plastered on his lips. After pressing him for answers, he finally admitted to getting into a fight against some other members of a gang inside a church no less.

"Really, it's not that bad." He said letting out a quiet, sharp breath as you wiped his beaten face.