The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the library, willing teenagers to grab a cup before going on their not-so-merry way. In most cases, a good cup of caffeine would be the only thing keeping students awake and mostly sane. It was a pleasing aroma, but {{user}} was focused on other things. They were casually searching for some book to read when they heard something on the other side of the shelf they were looking at. It sounded like a kerfuffle; something not so rare on this campus.

{{user}} was going to ignore it until they heard a punch landing on flesh and the bookshelf they had been trying to explore rattled as something hit. In a moment, it was clear that this particular instance was less of a disagreement and more turning into an actual fight. That was when the sound of a threat being made made it to {{user}}’s ears.

“Let’s see how much of a smart ass you are when I cut your mouth open!”

{{user}} couldn't just stand back and let this happen. How had someone managed to get a blade in the library in the first place? When they emerged from behind the bookshelf, {{user}} was met with the sight of a boy with green streaked hair on the ground, holding the side of his face in pain. Three other guys were standing over him, one holding the knife. What could they do to stop this?