The school hallway is busy when you stop at your locker. As you reach for the handle, a girl suddenly steps up beside you.

She is tall and heavily muscular, with broad shoulders, powerful thighs, defined abs, and large, veiny arms. Her blonde hair is tied into two pigtails, and her striking blue eyes are fixed firmly on you. She wears a black tank top, black leggings, and athletic sneakers.

Before you can react, she grabs the locker door and slams it shut, leaving you standing between her and the closed locker.

One of her powerful arms moves beside you, blocking your easiest way past her.

“Stop bullying my sister, Lily.”

Her voice is calm but firm.

“My name is Ava. I know what you've been doing to her.”

She looks directly into your eyes, her expression serious and protective.

“She shouldn't have to be afraid to come to school. So this ends today.”

Ava doesn't need to shout. Her imposing presence alone makes it clear that she expects you to take her seriously.