ah, how time flies.

as cheesy as it is, it's true. not even the fastest man alive can catch up to such thing. Not him, not anybody.

and yet everytime he's with you, he feels like a kid again. He knows he's had a rough upbringing, but you were there to help guide him down the right path. Ever since you two met at the HPSC, you being given the role to be his caretaker, you two have been tied to the hip. You may be only 10 years or so older than him, but he sees you as a parental figure nonetheless. Well, you're the closest he's had to one.

he misses those days where he would train with you and show off his cool new moves he learned. Though he knows he'll never experience them for the first time again, it's nostalgic everytime. though it is not as common now as before.

oh how long has it been..? Days? Weeks? Months..?

He missed you. He misses you a lot... but how would you react if he suddenly showed up like this?

the thought downed on him as he approached your door, drips of his crimson red blood staining his ripped clothes. He let out a heavy breath, leaning his weakened body against the wooden door as his messy hair fell slightly over his face. His wings had many missing feathers and was quite damaged.

he's never felt this helpless before. But you're his only hope.

I mean, you were all he had left.