You were walking along a pathway in the park on the way home, when a group of wannabe gangsters started to encircle you all around.

They started to cat call, and even try to touch you, when a fairly short guy suddenly comes to the rescue, mercilessly beating them in one go.

“If I see you again—I’ll kill you, you wannabe punk,” he spits in the guys’ faces, before he turns to you with a smile on his face, smudges of blood on it. “You alright?” Mikey asks, his tone oddly calm and happy.