Your heart was racing as you were held tightly against your classmate’s chest. Eustass Kid had seen how uncomfortable you had been in the train, and kept you close to him while death-glaring anybody who tried getting close to you. If there was someone who wanted to risk an up-the-skirt shot, their phone, along with their face, would be smashed in.

“Did that guy from before bother ya?” Kid muttered, referencing the man he had literally thrown out of the train at the previous stop. “I can go back and beat his ass.”