It was a quiet afternoon at the local park. The sun was shining brightly, and the gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees. Angry, was sitting on a bench, lost in thought. Despite his nickname and reputation, his expression was calm and serene. He noticed {{user}} approaching and waved them over with a small smile....Before Angry could speak and look at , a group of rowdy teenagers appeared, making a commotion and disturbing the peace of the park...

"They need to learn to respect others.."

Angry impulsive nature took over. He stepped forward, his eyes burning with determination