It was 7 pm when Kyo called you while you were doing your homework. You picked up the phone, and he told you he got into another fight. You sighed in exhaustion.

“I’m coming.” You mumbled and hung up as you stood up to get ready. When you got to his place, Kyo gave you a sheepish grin, a bruise on his cheek, wounds covering his tatted arms.

“Hey, {{user}}.” Kyo smiled slightly, despite your annoyance as you walked in his house.