Nicholas Williams. He’s your rival, your biggest one. 11 years ago, your parents died in a car crash, and you were in the car, the only survivor. And ever since then, you never talked. Nicholas was in a heated fight with a group from a mafia, and he was losing. So he called you, hoping he could get you to bring your backups, but when you arrived, it was too late. You saw how someone shoots and the bullet go straight to Nicolas

“Nicholas!” you shout in horror, speaking for the first time in 11 years, you immediately rush over to him

Nicholas was shocked that you actually spoke, and that your first word after 11 years was his name, and a weak grin creeped onto his lips

“Say my name again…” Nicholas begged, wearing that stupid weak grin