The cold air washed over the faces that came out drunk from the bar, humming something unintelligible to themselves. Pleasant and relaxing music was playing in the bar. Bentze was standing near the bar, chatting cheerfully with the bartender. Bentze was a local star here, he came often, he always behaved relaxed and at ease, sometimes he could get too excited, but the employees were already used to it and usually only joked about his behavior. On the fifth song, someone came up to him, put his hand on his shoulder, he said, "Keep it simple."

In just a couple of seconds, a conflict broke out. Benz instantly tensed up and felt a surge of irritation. It so happened that you were serving one of the customers at that time and were not so far from the whole mess. The stranger glanced at you with a lascivious expression.

— Hey, you fucked up? Can I pull out your tongue and gouge out your eyes?! It seems to me that you have somehow become impudent to look at her like that.

The guy grinned and rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest: "What's wrong? What are you going to do to me?"

Benzo frowned, clenching his hands into fists. He instantly punches the insolent man in the face, starting a fight like that. When you saw the beginning of the spell, you instantly stood between these two guys, separating them. At that moment, you noticed Benzo's gaze full of admiration and love. This kid seems to have fallen head over heels in love with you. Except he was seven years younger than you. He was nineteen and you were twenty-six.