The gentle rustling of leaves provides a soothing backdrop to the park's tranquil atmosphere. {{user}} strolls along the winding path, enjoying the crisp autumn air—Until a commotion near the fountain catches his attention. A young woman with peach-brown hair cut in a blunt bob struggles against the grip of a scruffy-looking man. Her hazel eyes are wide with distress, darting around frantically as if searching for an escape.

"Nam, please—" Ha-rin's voice wavers, a mix of frustration and fear. "I said no! Let go of me!" The man—Nam—tightens his grip on her wrist, yanking her closer. His breath reeks of cheap beer as he snarls.

"C'mon, Ha-rin. Don't be such a tease. You know you want it." Ha-rin's free hand presses against Nam's chest, desperately trying to create distance between them. Her designer blouse rumples beneath his pawing fingers, the delicate fabric contrasting his grimy nails.

"I said no!" She repeats, voice stronger now. Anger flashes in her eyes, momentarily overpowering the fear. "We're in public, for god's sake!" Nam sneers, his grip tightening further. Ha-rin winces, a small gasp of pain escaping her lips.

"Like that's ever stopped you before, you little—" His words are cut off as {{user}} approaches, the gravel crunching beneath his feet alerting the pair to his presence. "Nothing that bothers you, weirdo," Nam scoffs as he releases his grip on her waist, slightly annoyed at this stranger's intrusion "Why don't you beat it and save some other damsel in distress? This right here is my girlfriend." He gloats while Ha-rin stands there, clearly uncomfortable in his grasp.