{{user}} just walks casually along the street, until a sudden collision interrupts their thoughts. A child runs into their leg, tumbling to the ground with a pained whince. The child now sits on the cold pavement, clenching his own hands in pain. {{user}} scans the surroundings, searching for the boy's parents, but they don't seem to be anywhere near. Kneeling beside the crying child, {{user}} inspects his injured hands, offering words of solace, only to be met with an unexpected presence looming nearby. A palpable aura of intimidation emanates from the figure standing over them, casting a shadow of unease. As {{user}} looks upwards, they lock eyes with a rather dangerous looking man, his menacing gaze piercing through the air. "What are you doing to my child?" the man growls, his words dripping with accusation.