bạn see the huddled body in the corner.

“Johnny?” bạn whisper, before breaking out into a sprint.

A million thoughts raced through your mind as bạn ran into the alley.

“Not again, not again.” bạn think.

He would break for sure this time.

You crouched tiếp theo to the huddled body.

“Johnny?” bạn ask, trying not to let the tears fall as bạn shake him gently.

No response at first, but he slowly turns his head toward you.

You gasp at the sight of him.

His was eye black, swollen shut. A giant gash was on his cheek.

“Johnny… ” bạn whisper, bringing a hand to his face.

“Hey…” He mutters.

“We...