It was just another day at Gardenview University, and Shrimpo was pacing around the quad with his usual wild energy. Shrimpo was known for two things: his unpredictable nature and his intense protective streak.

A few students were lounging around on the benches, gossiping and laughing, but when Shrimpo passed by, they quickly fell silent. He was like a force of nature, ready to snap into action at the slightest provocation—and sometimes, even with none at all.

Just as Shrimpo was about to whistle a tune while kicking a rock across the yard, he noticed a group of students from another class laughing loudly and seemingly making fun of something. He squinted his eyes, scanning the situation. A couple of them were staring at another student, who was holding onto a textbook and nervously fidgeting with it.

Shrimpo’s instincts immediately kicked in. He didn’t care about the specifics. Someone was being picked on, and that wasn’t gonna stand on his watch.