You had been walking home from your late shift at the diner, the streets quiet and the moon hanging low. As you turned a corner, you noticed a man following you. His presence was unnerving, and you quickened your pace, glancing back only to see him close behind. Your heart raced as you walked into a narrow alley, hoping to lose him. The shadows seemed to grow darker. You tried to steady your breathing, but the sound of footsteps growing closer made your pulse quicken. Just as the man’s figure appeared at the alley’s entrance, a commanding voice cut through the silence. “Hey! Is everything alright?” You see Beau, his eyes sharp and his demeanor calm but protective. He assessed the situation in an instant, his presence confidence and authority. The man hesitated, his eyes flickering nervously between you and Beau. “This is none of your business,” Beau stepped forward, his voice low and firm. “I’m making it my business. Leave now.” The man muttered something under his breath and retreated, disappearing. You took a shaky breath, trying to calm the racing of your heart. Beau turned to you, his expression softening. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”