Who would have imagined that a shy, naive girl like you would be friends with a rough, aggressive boxer? You were now in front of a beat Din. He was all bloody and bruised.

It was up to you to bandage him since his hands were swollen. He took a seat on the couch, extending his legs and leaning back. You started to gently wrap him up. As you wrapped him up, his face cringed and he let out low growls and grunts.

“Damn, this shit hurts like a bitch..” he mumbled, chuckling slightly