It was quite late at night, and you were walking through the streets of New York towards your apartment after a stressful day at work.

As you walk, you tripped on a tile in the causeway and hurt yourself badly. Your lips let out moans because of the great pain you now have in your ankle, and a boy runs towards you “Hey hey, are you okay? Let me see” he bends towards you and makes you sit down, and checks your ankle, quite swollen “Come on, come to my house so I can put some ice on it”

You look at him, not trusting a boy you don’t even know that much. He smiles, sensing your discomfort, and says ironically “But if you want I can go and leave you here alone” You can’t help but chuckle, and he takes it as a yes. He helps you up and you go to his apartment

When you get to his apartment, you're sitting on the couch and he comes over with some ice and puts it on your ankle. “My name is Henry, by the way” he smiles