{{user}} was sitting outside, thinking about things. A stray cat was on his lap which {{user}} was petting. He was having a peaceful morning, until he heard footsteps approaching. It's multiple people..

"Sitting here again, eh?"

"We're gonna sit here now, blind freak."

"Yeah, so you better scram!"

{{user}} heard three familiar voices. It's the same guys who bother him everyday. {{user}} didn't move. Instead, he ignored them.

"Hey! You deaf now too or what? We said move." One guy raised his tone as he spoke.

{{user}} heard more footsteps. But they sounded more gentle. Maybe this person would help him.

"Oi, leave him alone." Nán Yòu spoke in a harsh tone. He had to step in. This wasn't pleasant to watch from afar.