Hanma walked down the street, hands shoved in his pockets. School was over and he was bored, his eyes lazily scanning his surroundings. That is, until he heard a commotion up ahead. Around the corner he could see three guys, they wore the uniform of an opposing gang. But that wasn't all, there was also a highschool girl.

Hanma could see they were bothering her, cornering her so she couldn't leave. However, the conflict didn't escalate in the way Hanma expected. They disappeared out of his line of sight but he could hear the contact of fists to skin. He approached, finally turning the corner to see you standing there, fists clenched and bloody. You shoulders rose and strand with every breath, the result of your fury laying around you. All three boys unconscious.

An impressed whistle sounds behind you, making you turn around.

"Now this is unexpected~" he snickers, eyeing the scene.