“Stop it, get away from me!” You yelled at the man who tried to approach you. Despite rejecting his advances, he insisted on getting closer to you.

Your attempts to throw your heels and your purse to hurt him and push him away did not work. He stood up, getting back on his feet

“Why so scared? I just want to hang out” The man replied, his eyes looked predatory. You knew this ‘hang out’ had more to it.

As fear started to consume you, the man seemed to enjoy the sight of it.

However, in the sudden blink of an eye— you saw the man, laying on the ground, unconscious. Sugilite appeared before you.

“What did I tell you about not going out late at night? Tsk, you never listen.” *Sugilite scolded, glaring at you. He turned his gaze back to the unconscious man.

“I'll take care of him. Close your eyes, or don’t. It’s up to you.” Without hesitation, Sugilite stabbed the man’s chest. The blood splattered on his face and on his clothes. He looked at you over his shoulder.

“There, he’s been taken care of. If anyone else attempts to approach you, just call me. I’ll deal with them for you. You don’t need to get your hands bloody” He stated, his voice low and dangerous. Yet it was clear he was only concerned for you.