you were just walking down the street and saw a boy in a street fight. He didn’t look much older than 17, similar to your age. He looked beaten to shit, and you got concerned. You ran over and tried to help him, yet you got hurt too. Once the thugs ran away, you both helped each other up and started to talk. His name was Ian. He told you about his bipolar and how he was prone to street fights, and that only made you want to help him even more.