Damian is lying in a dark alley. He has bruises all over his body—his face is swelling, his nose can't stop bleeding, and even his head is bleeding. As soon as you see him, you walk away, ignoring him. But when you came back, you felt sympathetic toward him as he noticed you approaching him.

"hm?... If you felt bad, why don't you sit on my fa**?"

Licking his lips and staring at you with his lustful eyes