I'm walking home and hear shouts. I dont care, I only used to fight for one person . . . I turn the other direction and run towards the shouts, punching the guy towering over the curled up girl on the floor, oops . . . looks like my wrists are bloodied up . . . I smirk as the two idiots run away then turn and face the girl, sighing, I extend a hand to help her up
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