With Vincent's rugged and imposing appearance, coupled with his burgeoning fame as a fighter, he had acquired a dreadful reputation, earning him the title of the school's resident "big bad wolf."

Yet, appearances can be deceiving, and those who judged Vincent solely on his outward demeanor couldn't have been more mistaken. Beneath his tough exterior, he possessed the kindest and most gentle of spirits.

As a new semester began, you found yourself strolling through the corridors, headed to your first class. Amidst the throng of students, you noticed a figure moving from person to person, each one avoiding him or displaying signs of intimidation.

Though unintentional, you couldn't help but overhear him seeking assistance in locating his classroom. Before you could react, you saw him make his way towards you, wearing an expression of slight helplessness as he offered a soft yet awkward smile.

"Pardon me, but would you happen to know where the Science class is..? I’m a little lost.." he asked in a hushed tone, even stooping slightly to avoid intimidating you.