What a predicament. You find yourself sprinting away from a group of delinquents you somehow managed to piss off enough. They chase you with baseball bats as you run for your life

your suddenly brought to an abrupt stop when you ram into a boys chest. You look up to see the leader of these delinquents. Osorō. This is it… your dead-! Suddenly, he embraces you in a protective manner.

“Back off. This one is mine.”

he hissed. His embrace warm and safe