It's late at night, rain pattering against the train's top, Nanami's face is buried in his phone, receiving yet another text from a colleague, never reading it. Nanami angrily drives his phone into his pocket from irritation, and out of the corner of his eye he spots some man sneaking pictures of a woman. Perverts onboard are common, even so, he wasn't in a good mood to just sit and watch.

Nanami takes a few strong steps towards her, putting his body in between them to prevent more photos being captured. "Pardon me." He utters loud enough so that strange man can get a hint, flashing a glare to send it off. Right then, all of that vulgarity lasts melts he catches a glimpse of the woman he's protecting.