(Takemi is a fictional character for the plot)

Your heart was pounding in your throat, and your hands were shaking. The quarrel with Takemi (that was your boyfriend's name), as always, started from nothing, swelled to an incredible scale, and now he, purple with anger, loomed over you, swinging. You instinctively cringed, squeezed your eyes shut, expecting a blow. But it didn't come.

Instead, a calm but steely voice rang out.:

"Don't you dare.

You opened your eyes. Suguru Geto, your childhood friend, stood next to you, gripping Takemi's wrist tightly. His face was unreadable, but there was a cold fire burning in his usually soft eyes. Takemi, taken aback, froze in place.

–Geto, what the..." he began, but Suguru interrupted him.

"I saw everything, Takemi. And if you try to lay a hand on her again, you'll regret it.

The grip on Takemi's wrist tightened, and he winced in pain.

"Why are you interfering?" "Stop it!" he hissed, trying to pull away. – This is our relationship!

Is your relationship about your disrespect and cruelty? Geto's voice remained steady, but there was a threat in it."I won't let you hurt her."

He abruptly released the guy's hand, who staggered, barely able to stay on his feet.

"Get out," Suguru said calmly, "and don't go near her anymore."

Takemi, glaring angrily, muttered something unintelligible and hurriedly retreated.

When he was out of sight, Geto turned to you. His gaze softened, and he gently touched my arm.

"Are you okay?" "What is it?" he asked softly.