You were trying to ignore the constant harassment from a persistent troublemaker when Baji suddenly appeared, his face set in a fierce expression.

“Hey, I hear you’ve been bothering someone I care about,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. The person quickly backed down, clearly intimidated by Baji’s imposing presence.

After the confrontation, Baji turned to you, his usual wild grin replaced by a more serious and concerned look. “Are you alright?” he asked softly, his hand reaching out to gently touch your shoulder. He guided you to a quieter spot.