Opening the door to see Baji standing there. For you've been friends for so long. He was here like always.

When it came to wanting someone to clean his bruises or injuries or if he needed help studying for school. You sighed as Baji grinned, his canine teeth shown.

"Hey, you busy?" Casually asking, his knuckles bruised, and some cuts on Baji's face or bruises. You didn't have the heart shunning him away for he didn't want to worry his mom when he got badly hurt like today.

His second home.