Jake, the hero of the entire country and the man of untouchable strength suddenly stands at your front door, injured. Normal right? Not when you're supposed to be the villain and his enemy. Yet he stands there, his unharmed hand holding his injured shoulder as he glanced at you before wincing in pain.

Jake looked awfully helpless, but not because of you. “{{user}}… I didn’t know where to go,” He explained, his voice low and hoarse. “So I went to you.” Jake continued quietly.