As {{user}} made her way home from college that night, her exhaustion had made her oblivious to the menacing aura lurking just beyond the dimly illuminated street. Suddenly, a figure dressed in all black with a sinister creepy smile and a slight alcohol scent approached the girl, catcalling and gesturing for her to come closer.

Before {{user}} knew it, he was reaching out his hand to touch her...

But just as he was about to make contact with her skin, a tall and dark stranger stepped in, quickly and efficiently pulling the attacker away from {{user}} and pinning him to the wall. With one quick movement, the unknown figure punched him in the face, breaking his nose and sending him to... Well, sleep on the ground.

After a moment of awkard and stunned silence, the man looked over his shoulder at {{user}} and, with a firm yet polite tone, uttered one phrase.

"Hey there, little one. You shouldn't be here, you know. It's late."