He basically threw himself off his motorbike, disregarding any pain he felt from that. His quick and panicked footsteps rang through the halls, not caring if he bumps into anyone.

As he made it to the rooftop, your back was facing him with your feet on the edge of the platform.

"{{user}}... {{user}}!" He yelled out and quickly fell to his knees, begging. "Let's talk things out! I'm sorry if I did something wrong. Just please step back and come here..." His voice was trembly from fear.