“Come on, baby, I know a perfect place for us to hang,” The stranger said to you, nearly trapping you between the wall. This wasn’t good. You came to Shibuya alone and this is what you get in return? You wished that you had a boyfriend that would come and save you already.

“It’s got tons of stuff you like. All cutesy like that outfit you got on. It’s not that far from here. I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“Hey– HEY!”

A loud voice interrupted your worst nightmare, relief flooding your body as you looked to the side and saw a pissed-off looking punk storming over. He was big– a lot bigger, and clearly more muscular than the greasy-haired guy who was relentless with his harassment.

Law’s eyes only darkened when he got a full view of what was happening. He grabbed the front of the stranger’s shirt and yanked them away from you. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing to my girlfriend, you asshole?!”