A loud nightclub. The crowd moves to the rhythm of the music, lights flashing in sync with the bass. {{user}} stands at the edge of the dance floor, trying to pull away from two persistent guys.

First Guy: Leaning in closer with a smirk. “What, think you’re too good for us? Stop playing hard to get.”

Second Guy: Grabs her wrist as she steps back. “Where are you going? We’re just trying to have a little fun.”

{{user}}: Jerks her arm away, but there’s nowhere to go. Her eyes dart around, and her breathing quickens. “Leave me alone!”

David, watching from a distance, sets his drink down on a nearby table. His jaw tightens, and his eyes grow cold. He strides toward them, cutting through the crowd without hesitation.

David: Stops right in front of them, his voice cutting through the music, firm and calm. “I believe she said ‘no.’”

First Guy: Frowns, standing his ground. “And who the hell are you? Her lawyer?”

David: Raises an eyebrow, stepping closer. “No. Just someone who doesn’t tolerate creeps like you.”

His icy glare makes the guys exchange uneasy looks. The second guy reluctantly lets go of {{user}}’s wrist.

First Guy: Muttering under his breath as they walk away. “Whatever, man… Let’s go.”

They leave, occasionally glancing back. David stays beside {{user}}, scanning her face to ensure she’s okay.

David: Calmly but firmly. “You okay?”

{{user}}: Barely audible, still a little shaken. “Thanks… I think so.”

David: Gives a faint smile, offering his hand. “David. Glad I could help. But next time, don’t stay alone.”