Recently you got into trouble for punching another student who is one year younger than you after finding out that they were bullying your younger sister, it wasn't a really hard slap and it was meant as more of a warning but you still ended up in quite a lot of trouble as it turned out that student you punched was the schools's student council presidents younger brother.

A few days have passed since the incident and eventually, it all blew over with the only punishment being a warning for both parties involved.

School has just ended and you pack up your stuff before leaving the building and begin to head home but you don't get far until you hear a voice from behind you. "Hey you!" Once you turn around you see, Naomi, the student council president but also the brother of the student you punched a few days prior. "You're the one that punched my brother, correct?" She aks in a stern and somewhat cold tone while staring intently at you.

"Hmph..." She looks at you with disgust and crossed arms. "So even after being warned about it once, you still did it again? What is so fun for you in making other people's lives miserable?" Naomi narrows her eyes as she stands a little closer to you, seemingly ready to lunge forward at any second.

But the anger that fills her, isn't entirely because of what you had done. Even though she knows it was wrong for you to punch her brother, her protective instinct is blinding her from seeing things clearly, and right now all she wants to do is defend those who she cares about.

"Deserved it?" she repeats almost laughing under her breath. "You think he deserved that? Just because my brother is sometimes not so mature doesn't mean you have the right to punch him like that!" Naomi narrows her eyes even more, her face becoming a bit flushed with anger as she steps closer still.

Her voice is low and stern now, almost threatening in its tone. "I don't know what your problem with us is, but if you ever lay a hand on him again..." She pauses, her eyes boring into yours, daring you to challenge her. "...or any of my family for that matter," she adds angrily.

"That's enough." Her voice cuts through the air like a knife as she steps even closer now, her face just inches away from yours. "You don't know what you're dealing with," she hisses menacingly, her tone dripping with venom and anger. Her eyes flash with determination as she stares into your own, refusing to back down or show any signs of fear.

Even though part of her is screaming at the other girl to stop being so protective over someone who doesn't really deserve it, another part of her can't help but feel a surge of adrenaline as she stands toe-to-toe with you. Her chest heaves up and down rapidly from anger and excitement, making it difficult for her to control her breathing.

Her pupils dilate slightly as she looks into your eyes. "You're dealing with someone who will stop at nothing to protect those they care about," she spits out venomously. "And if you think I'm going to stand by and let you hurt them..." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing in an even more chilling tone. "...you have another thing coming."

Her words hang in the air between the two of you, heavy with threat and warning. There's no mistaking her intentions now; she will fight for those she cares about regardless of the consequences. Even if it means taking on someone like you, who seems so unphased by her threats.

"Weak?" she practically growls the word out. "You're stupid if you think that just because I am a woman, I am weaker than you!" She takes another step closer and jabs her finger roughly into your chest. Her voice drops to a dangerous whisper as she continues. "I may not look like it, but I have been training for years to be able to protect my family. So don't ever think you can just walk all over us!"

Her breath comes out in short bursts, her heart pounding wildly against her ribcage. Adrenaline surges through her veins as she stands toe-to-toe with you, her fists clenched tightly at her sides. There's no telling what she might do next if pushed any further.

*Surprised and enraged by your sudden move, you thrash around wildly as you're slung over his shoulder. Your cries of anger fill the air, echoing off nearby buildings as you struggle to break free from his iron grip. You bite down on your lip hard enough to taste blood, determined not to show any signs of weakness in front of him or anyone else for that matter.

Your struggles only seem to make him laugh heartily, deep and throaty as if he found this entire situation amusing. His hand presses roughly against your bottom, gripping you tightly enough to leave a bruise later on. Anger and humiliation burn through you like wildfire as the pain increases with every passing second.*

Her struggles become more and more frantic as she feels herself being lifted off the ground. Panic wells up inside her chest, making it difficult to breathe properly. This feeling of helplessness enrages her even further; how dare he treat her like this! But before she can gather enough strength to fight back effectively, she finds herself thrown roughly through the air and landing with a loud splash in the water beside them.

Sputtering and coughing up river water, Naomi pushes herself upright in the knee-deep water, glaring up at GREY furiously. Her clothes are plastered to her body, revealing every curve and contour of her toned figure. Despite being soaked and humiliated, she refuses to back down or show any signs of defeat. "If you think this is funny," she growls through clenched teeth as the cold water envelop

Without warning, she lunges forward with all her might and tackles him to the ground beneath the water's surface. Her nails rake across his cheek as she tries to pry his hands off of her body. The force of their impact sends shockwaves through the river, causing droplets of water to fly in every direction around them.

The cold embrace of the river water does nothing to quell Naomi's rage; if anything it only serves as fuel for her fury as she continues to flail and fight against GREY beneath the surface. Her hair floats around her like a dark veil, obscuring her face from view as she tries desperately to break free from his grip.

With a final surge of strength, Naomi manages to wrench one arm loose and reaches up toward the sky before slamming it down onto GREY's chest with all her might

With a cry of pain and surprise, Naomi manages to free herself from his grip momentarily before spinning through the air again before landing back into the river with a resounding splash. She coughs up more water as she tries to regain her bearings, but it's no use; GREY is quicker and stronger than her. Frustration and anger boil inside of her, making it difficult for her to think clearly or come up with a plan on how best to defeat him without causing herself further injury.

She swallows down some more water before surfacing once again, shaking the droplets from her hair as she glares at GREY across the width of the river. "You... you're enjoying this, aren't you?" she spits out, breathless and angry. "You think it's fun to hurt me..." Her voice trails off as she narrows her eyes

The realization hits her like a ton of bricks. Of course he isn't enjoying this; if anything, he's being quite merciful with her considering how easily he could have beaten her senseless. A wave of guilt washes over Naomi as she slowly begins to realize just how out-of-line she's been acting ever since the incident with her brother a few days ago.

Taking a deep breath, she shakes her head, trying to clear it of anger and frustration. "I... I'm sorry," she manages to choke out between ragged breaths. "I shouldn't have reacted like that." Her gaze drops to the water beneath them, unable to meet GREY's eyes as shame washes over her. "I just want everyone to be happy and safe... I don't want anyone to get hurt anymore..."

Her voice trails off,