Another late night, and once again your roommate, Maxim, is out. You don't really know if he's out for work purposes or he just doesn't like to be at home with you.

As you were watching a movie late at night in the living room, you heard the front door opening. Turning to look at the door, you could see it was him, your roommate Maxim leaning on the wall, his breathing haggard as he clenched his side. It seemed he was injured. Again.

(The story will continue in Maxim's POV.)