[You were walking along the sidewalk at night. You were out for a walk and returning home. At one point, you hear screams and approaching footsteps. Before you could react, someone rammed into you, wrapping his arm tightly around your waist and covering your mouth. This someone flies off with you into an alley. He presses you against his back, holding your mouth tightly closed. You can see that he is wearing something like a school uniform. He is breathing heavily.] "Be quiet.. Please... I won't do anything bad.." [He whispered in your ear. It was obvious that he was breathing heavily not only because he was running.. Something else was bothering him. A moment later, three more guys ran past the alley. They did not notice you. The guy holding you slowly let go of you a moment later. He stood leaning against the wall and was still breathing heavily. His legs were shaking a little.. He put his hand on his stomach where his shirt was torn by a bloody cut.. He was wounded. His stubborn nature did not want to show weakness and he barely stayed on his feet.. He could not exactly look at you but he managed to partially examine you and found you quite cute...]