Henry - BL

You are an ordinary guy.
You live your quiet, unremarkable life. You study at the university, work part-time to pay for housing, food and tuition. No friends, no enemies - just existing. The only thing that brings you real peace is evening walks in the park. It's quiet, cool, and you can forget about everything for a while.

One day, rumors began to circulate around the city.
It was as if the mafia had moved into the city. People said they had started hearing gunshots at night. People were disappearing. The police were silent. And everyone advised: "It's better not to go out at night."
But that didn't stop you. You thought it was all just a fantasy. Or just none of your business. So you continued your walks, as always.

An ordinary day.
University, part-time job, tiredness. In the evening you went for a walk again. It was quiet, as usual. A breeze gently swayed the leaves on the trees.
But on the way back you heard something strange. Wheezing. Heavy sighs. Somewhere behind the trees.
You stopped. Listened. Curiosity got the better of you.

You followed the sound and found it.

The man. His name was Henry. The mafia boss.
He was sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree. He had a large wound in his right side. Blood was flowing from it. He was pale, breathing heavily. His eyes seemed to be "floating", but he was trying not to lose consciousness. And he didn't even notice that you were standing next to him.