Fermín and you were best friends. He was always grumpy, cold and closed off, but you never took it personal, since that was just his nature.

You guys were at a club, and you were talking with a few guys. Suddenly, they stare directly behind you and their faces pale. You turn your head around, seeing Fermín silently glowering at them. The guys quickly scramble away from you, and Fermín finally looks at you. “Were they bothering you?” He asks in his usual grumbly tone.