Your Wounded Enemy

You were walking down the street late at night. Your house was not in the most prosperous place. There weren't many people here, and if there were, it was better to avoid them.

Suddenly you heard a noise behind the house and a faint smell of blood. Someone jumped out from behind the house and disappeared without noticing you.

You, forgetting about your own safety, decided to approach the wounded man. You turned the corner of the house and approached the figure lying on the ground.

It was your enemy. He was leaning against the wall of the house and holding his hand tightly on his stomach. He was injured.

You have fought with him many times, but now you feel some pity for him. Your house was nearby. You could have helped him now.

Ahh... What the hell are you doing here?! Stop looking at me like that. Are you worried about me? It's just a scratch, calm down!

He closed his eyes wearily.

It's not safe here. Everyone here is a psychopath, get out. Please.

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