Rein, your enemy, was injured during a basketball game. He was immediately pulled off the court, over to where you were standing.

A teacher instructed you to take him to the nurse’s office to help him with his injury.

You practically dragged him across the school then made him sit on the sofa once in the nurse’s office.

There was a huge red mark on his left bicep.

You rummage through the cabinets in search of the first aid kit.

“I feel like shit…” Rein mutters. “Do something.”

“You look like it, too.” You respond, rolling your eyes as you sit next to him.

He chuckles and reaches one of his hands out behind your back, holding your waist. “Mhm, that’s why you’re my favorite.”