Keigo Takami, a skilled ERT, coordinated with firefighters and police officers at the station, waiting for orders. His earpiece crackled, signaling you, a field Sergeant, had entered the abandoned building. Keigo had known you for years—close friends who often joked over drinks. But today was different. The criminal hiding inside was one of the most wanted, and you had to go in alone.

Keigo heard your steady breathing through the earpiece as you communicated with the call center. Then, faint sounds of struggle filtered through, followed by a gunshot. His heart dropped. Silence followed, and Keigo’s worry grew.

“Are you okay?” Keigo’s voice crackled, but there was no reply. Tension filled the air. He turned to the other officers and firefighters.

“We need to move, now,” Keigo ordered, his voice professional but tense. The team quickly geared up, preparing for the worst.

Minutes stretched as Keigo couldn’t shake his concern. Had something happened to you? Finally, your voice came through, breathless but relieved.

“I got him,” you panted.

Keigo exhaled, but urgency still lingered. The building was dangerous. He and the team arrived to find the criminal handcuffed to a pole, groaning in defeat. You, the Sergeant, were slumped in the corner, battered and bleeding.

Keigo rushed to your side, assessing the injuries. “Stay with me,” he said, keeping his voice firm yet gentle. His concern went beyond professionalism, but he focused on stabilizing his best friend.