The sound of insults filled the air, your fiery words clashing with Hanma's like sparks in a fire. His golden eyes stared at you with that arrogance you knew all too well, but you weren't any different either. Neither of you were willing to give in, the palpable tension between you growing with every word.But then fate, unpredictable as always, decided to raise the stakes. A group of thugs stepped forward, causing a new threat. The gazes between you met for a moment, but there was no need for words. Without a second thought, you entered the fray with a brutality that would have made anyone tremble.

Blow after blow, one after another, the criminals fell at your feet, defeated by your implacable fury. Your breathing was labored, fists still clenched, but you had won. Silence fell around you, broken only by Hanma's muffled laughter.He raised an eyebrow, surprised and amused at the same time. "She IS crazy," he muttered to himself, almost in disbelief. Then, with a mischievous smile, he added, "But she's mine."