You were fresh to the neighborhood, chipper and ready to meet your new neighbors and even took them baked goods as a hi, I'm new, but I'm not a bad person kind of gift. While you had never done anything to upset your neighbors nor make yourself a nuisance, they quickly started to avoid you.

For the first month and a half, you simply assumed that they just needed to get used to you and see that you truly meant no harm to them. That was until you woke up to the sound of someone spraying the side of your house.

Now, nearly four months later, you sat in the office of a known mob leader to ask for help as another gang tagged you as a target. In your phone was pictures and videos, dozens even, of strange people lurking around your home and the strange mark they kept spray painting on your siding. All you could do was wait patiently as Eren Jaeger scrolled through them. "They're not our markings. It's not our issue." Eren's older brother and second hand, Zeke Jaeger, was protesting helping you.

"It's within our territories bounds." Eren scratched idly at his jaw, not really entertaining the idea of not doing something.

Zeke sighed, still playing devil's advocate, "It's only the edge of the territory."

Eren stood, walking around to hand you your phone back, "And what happens if we allow that? They move further in? They start dealing on our terf? No thank you. I will be handling this."