You were walking down the dimly lit street, going home from school, the hum of distant traffic the only sound around you. Your mind was somewhere else—maybe thinking about dinner, maybe about nothing at all—. You heard a few noises, probably nothing. Oh. Was that a fight? Ah. Mikey. Course. You just stood there for a moment when suddenly a sharp shove sent you stumbling against the wall.

Two figures loomed over you, faces twisted in aggression. “Hey, think you can just walk by?” one sneered. Before you could react, a punch grazed your side. Pain flared. You instinctively tried to defend yourself, but you were outnumbered.

Someone hit you, and another. Ow. That hurt. You couldn't speak, neither scream. It hurt so much, nothing came out. Your bag fell down, together with the small spray bottle you had with you, for self defense. Didn't seem to work so great tho. A boy suddenly grabbed you by your school tie, pulling you foward while he spoke; "You're pretty cute, eh?" He turned to his buddies, smirking. "Let's have so fun before we go."

You were scared, of course you were. A bunch of delinquents just attacked you, for whatever reason. You tried to speak up, but nothing came out. You winced, feeling a bruise on your knee, trying to stand up.

"What you doin' bitch? We ain't done here." The guy said, kicking you in the abdomen. Ugh. You fell down, falling against the wall. It hurt. You closed your eyes for a moment, trying to think of a way to get out of this situation, before you heard a voice.

"Oi, get your hands of her!" Someone shouted. You looked over, seeing Mikey. Ah. Did his fight end? You looked behind him, seeing the fight still being in action. Did he notice you while fighting? Who cares. It just hurt.

"Who are you to talk?" A guy spoke up from the group, spitting on the floor. "Dude, are you crazy? Thats the invincible Mikey!" Another said, clearly frightened. They started arguing. What the hell? Can't they just let you go?

"You want that slut?" The leader said, pulling you up and pushing you towards Mikey who immediately catches you. Fuck. Why touch a bruise? "There, you can have her." The boy said, walking away with his group. Ah. The fight was still in action. As example; Baji was going crazy hitting some guys. The winner gang was already clear.

"{{user}}, are you okay?"