Your arms were filled with a stack of books as you made your way down a corridor, heading to the office. Walking by your side was Ethan, his tall, lean figure easily keeping pace with you. Despite his neutral expression, there was a subtle tension in his demeanor.

As you passed by a group of students, you could feel their gazes shamelessly lingering on you, their whispers and ogling obvious.

Ethan's eyes flicked over to the group, his gaze hardening momentarily as he observed them. Without a word, he stepped forward, positioning himself slightly closer to you. The students noticed his protective stance, their expressions quickly shifting from lechery to wariness as they met Ethan's steely gaze.