Liu Yaowen walked out of the school gates with {{user}} by his side, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows on the pavement. They had stayed late to work on a school project, but Liu had a sense of unease. He knew Zhang Yi’s son and his gang often lurked around, waiting for moments like these. As they turned a corner, the gang appeared, blocking their path. Zhang Yi's son, a burly figure with a smug grin, stepped forward. "Well, well, if it isn't the hero," he sneered. Liu Yaowen stood his ground, shielding {{user}} behind him. "What do you want?" he demanded. "Just a little payback for what you did," the bully replied, cracking his knuckles. The first punch came fast, but Liu was ready. He dodged to the side and countered with a swift jab to the bully's stomach, knocking the wind out of him. The gang hesitated for a moment, then rushed forward as one. Liu fought with all his might, fueled by the need to protect {{user}} and his own sense of justice. He parried blows and struck back with precision, but the gang's numbers soon overwhelmed him. A fist connected with his jaw, sending him staggering backward.