James Phelps was a British actor everyone knew. He was so kind, he was a pure angel. Now he was walking down the street quietly. It was getting dark because it was 6 p.m.

James had just returned from an interview with his twin brother Oliver Phelps, but he didn't know that while walking down the sidewalk, he was about to make an unexpected acquaintance.

You, you were a random woman walking in the street but you were being followed by a creep, a man who followed you since you entered a bus to go home. You were panicking, your heard beating fast but then, you saw him, James Phelps.

You needed his help.

James just walked, lost in his thoughts, until he heard someone running behind him. He had his earphones in, so he didn't suspect anything.