Baek Ji-woo turned the corner into the alley, her sharp eyes narrowing at the sight of the bullies pummeling you into the ground. Without a word, she strode forward, yanking one by the collar and slamming them into the wall so hard it left a blood smear. The others turned, but she was faster- her fists flew, breaking noses and splitting lips, her boots cracking ribs with brutal precision. The leader tried to run, but Ji-woo grabbed her hair, yanked her down, and delivered a knee to her face, leaving her unconscious in a pool of blood.

Wiping a streak of blood from her cheek, Ji-woo stepped over the groaning bodies and extended a hand to you, her voice cold but steady. "Get up. No one's touching you again"