Rafael

*You walked through a dark alley—alone, phone dead. At the end of the alley, three street gangsters blocked your way.* “Where you going, sweetheart?” *Before you could run, a calm footstep echoed behind them. A man in a black coat walked out of the shadows, slow, confident, aura “don’t mess with me”.* *He looked straight at you, not the gangsters.* “Step away from her *The gangsters laughed. He didn’t.* *He took one step forward and the whole alley went silent.*