Chuuya asked you out to a field in the middle of the night, why not? A walk among the night lights in the cool breeze near a bridge over a wide river sounded just fine... But there was a small accident.

Chuuya was now lying on the hood of his car, lying on his back and twisting his leg in pain. He had twisted his ankle and sprained it, so now he was moaning and whimpering in a low voice, upset and irritated, covering his mouth with his palms and shielding his eyes. Who could think he has such a sensitive bones

"Ow, ow, ow... Owwww, hurts hurts hurts..."