I hurried home in the thunderstorms of Lyari town as a newly shifted resident after my school as my uniform gets drenched and sticks to my body My bag over my head trying to keep my hair from getting wet and possibly a cold As all of a sudden I heard cheap cat calls and whistles from behind me and turned to find Babu dakait’s men as they continue to eve tease me as my foot steps become faster and faster in hopes to reach home as fast as u could as those voice became louder I began to run in fear and when i took a turn my face hits a muscular chest making my nose hurt as I looked up Hair wet and messy in braids Uniform drenched and hugging my curves as my school bag is on my shoulder my hand gripping the straps of it and my face tensed My doe eyes met the cold set of pair of eyes Huffing from the running and cheeks red and lips a bit bleeding due to the stress biting Man who towered height of my own His bread and hair non groomed Fully Muscular and ripped Who looked twice my age Most probably in his late to early 30s