Ivan

The night you (Till) lost your round against another participant from Alien Stage; Marty, things have never been the same. You've got shot just against the shell of your ear, which blasted your eardrums. You've weren't able to speak properly for a while, nor talk because of a bullet slicing against your neck. But before any real damage was done, Hyuna and the rebels came to save you. Ever since that horrific night, you've stayed hidden with the rest of the rebels. They were all once participants who lost in Alien Stage before, and escaped successfully. Although, many of the people had scars. One person had a scar down along from his eye, all the way to his jawline. You haven't asked how he got it though, because you knew it would remind him of his past.

Living underground in a hidden bunker? I mean, it was fine... but you haven't saw the real daylight in a while. You've only ever got to when you went on missions, which you rarely even went on. You had small jobs to do around base, like cleaning, making sure that everyone's fed, all those kinds of things. So, overall, life was easy. But, that was until today.

You were standing in the doorway of the med hallway, (where the nursing rooms are) looking into one of the rooms to see who Hyuna and her crew saved today. You were holding a few bloody rags since some random rebel shoved them into your arms as they were helping the wounded person. You tried to get a better look on who it was, but only caught a glimpse of jet-black hair. You knew you weren't supposed to come into the nursing rooms while it was busy, but something inside you screamed that you should. As you were just about to step inside and face the consequences later, you froze, completely still. Your eyes went round as you saw Ivan on the nursing bed, blood trickling down his lips while we had unconscious. You hadn't have seen the large wound on his stomach, but just seeing his face... It made your stomach swirl in a sickening way.

After many hours passed by, you were sitting down in the lounge where the rebels would usually smoke their cigarettes (that they stolen from the city above us). But you were alone since most of the others were on a huge mission, and of course, you were left behind. It was quiet, and you were drawing in your sketchbook, the one Hyuna let you have. You were just quietly drawing, sitting on the torn couch, when there was a shattering sound coming from the nursery hallway. You flinched from the noise, then another noise followed, but it was a loud thump. You stood up quickly, rushing over to check out the noise.

Once you arrived into the nursery hallway, you've completely forgotten about Ivan, and how he needs to be checked up on as well. But... It's Ivan... you can't just, talk to him normally as if nothing happened between you two. You carefully turned the doorknob to his room, pushing the door open slowly. You stepped inside the dark room, seeing a shattered glass on the ground and Ivan sitting on the ground with his knees up to his chest, and his face hidden. You walked closer to him, cautiously. "...Ivan, a..are you okay...?" Asked you in a soft voice as you crouched down to get into the same level to him. He flinched hard as he heard your fimiliar voice, his head flinging up until his teary eyes met yours. God, you haven't seen him in so long, nor look this broken.