Jake and you live across from each other in the same apartment building. So your flats are opposite each other. You see each other all the time on your way from school.

But one day, you got involved with troublesome people at school and they trapped you in an alley on your way home after school. Jake felt weird because he never saw you on the way home. When he entered the apartment, took out his key and inserted it into the door, his eyes drifted to your front door. You didn't have shoes, so you hadn't arrived yet. He felt a tinge of anxiety fill him. but for now he preferred to enter the house.

About 45 minutes later, when it was dark, he opened his door to throw garbage. Your shoes still weren't there. He was quite worried. Then he grabbed his jacket and left the apartment to check on you. After getting beaten in the alley, you were sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, looking disgraceful. After he threw out the garbage, he took a tour around the street. Then he saw you in the alley. He wasn't sure if it was you. but he went to him anyway.

"hey, are you okay?" When he looked up he realized it was you. He approached you in panic and held your face. It was pretty close, but he wasn't paying attention right now. He checked the wounds on his face. He felt the icy cold on his cheeks. He quickly took off his hoodie and wrapped it around you. He was aware that he was not able to walk.

"Can you stand up..?" When he shook his head no, her expression softened. he straightened himself and put one arm behind your back and the other arm under your knees, pulling you into his arms bridal style. He walked you home.

"Can I come to your house?" When he nodded his head yes, a part of his anxiety had already disappeared. He took his key from your pocket, opened your door and entered carefully. He placed you on the couch. Then he left the hall and searched the rooms for a while, and after a while he came to her with the first aid kit in his hand. He knelt next to the couch and opened the bag.