" A Match made in Mishap "

08.Silence Between Blows

                                                 (scene continues from Han's and Annaliese's point of
                                                              view from where the Fight had begun) 

"Hey, start making the video. Let's put our plan into action", Han overheard a conversation of a group of boy's who were planning on doing something related to Annalise. a guy dressed in overall black clothes got up from his chair and started to walk behind Annalise. As soon as Han saw this he immediately got up from his seat and followed him. Han gently put his hand on that guy's shoulder making him turn around look who it was. "Can I help you ?", asked the guy with a smirk as if he knew who Han was. " I believe you can, Do you mind telling me why are you following that Blonde girl ?", asked Han calmly. "that's none of your business", the guy said rudely pushing Han. "Well, maybe it's because she's my friend!" Han exclaimed, clenching his fists as he tried to control the boiling anger rising inside him. Han started to have a verbal fight with guy and it was getting more intense every second and then suddenly Han snapped and started punching that guy. "You crazy bastard! How dare you say something like that?" Han shouted, his voice trembling with rage. Annalise turned around only to see Han fighting and panicked, Se tried to pull Han out of the fight. "Oh look you're Princess is here to save you", he said while smirking. this made Han even more angry and hit him harder. Panicked and unable to stop Han, Annalise called Rezi.
                                                                      (Point of View ends)

Rezi and Clyde jumped into scene, Clyde ran fast to stop Han who was throwing furious punches at some random guy. "Han! Han stop it!!", said Clyde. " Let go of me Clyde! I will beat this bastard up till his last breath!", said Han fuming with anger. " I said STOP IT !", said Clyde as he pulled Han away from the fight and took him outside in the parking lot, Rezi and Annalise followed.
"Anna...what happened ??", asked Rezi. " I don't know, i went to refill my drink....but when i turned back, I found Han fighting, He wouldn't tell me why", said Annalise shakingly. " I managed to pull him away from the fight and calmed him down but that bastard said something again that triggered him again", said Annalise. "Han....what exactly happened ??", said Clyde asking Han calmly. "that piece of shit went after Annalise....to-", said Han as his sentence faded.
"To what Han..?", asked Clyde. " I overheard that bastard say that he was going to hit on Annalise and his friends were going to make a video of him doing that, and when he actually followed Annalise....I..I..I just lost it."

Everybody was stunned to hear the actual reason behind Han's fight . " Well.. in that case I think we should file a restraining order against that guy", said Clyde. while everyone was discussing about what to do with this case Rezi checked her phone only to find a video of Han's fight. "Uhhh.....Guy's you might wanna take a look at this", said Rezi while showed her phone to Annalise, it was a video of Han's fight. Someone must have recorded the fight at the café. 

Later that day Han and Clyde went to the police station to file a retraining order against that guy.
Annalise and Rezi went to the library. As they entered the library Rezi noticed Annaliese's trembling hands and the look of fear on her face, seeing this she held Annaliese's hand and said. " Don't worry Anna, everything will be alright, we're all her for you...K", said Rezi with a reassuring smile. Annalise replied with a grateful nod and clutched her bag. "so what are you feeling today.. Romantic Poetry or are we in full on Detective mode", said Rezi. "Definitely Detective mode, for sure. I need to lose myself in someone else's problems."

Meanwhile, at the police station, Han was pacing back and forth in the waiting area. Clyde was seated, tapping his foot impatiently. Han's face was still etched with frustration. "I should've handled things differently," Han muttered under his breath.

"Han," Clyde said firmly, standing up, "you've got to focus. You can't let this guy drag you down. The best thing we can do is handle this legally. You've already shown him you're not someone to mess with."

Han stopped pacing and sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I just...I can't stand the thought of something happening to Annalise. We haven't even been friends for that long, but...I feel like I've known her forever. She doesn't deserve this, Clyde. No one does."

Clyde nodded, his expression serious. "I get it, Han. Sometimes it doesn't matter how long you've known someone; it's about the connection you have. But we've got to keep our cool here. Losing your temper won't solve anything—it'll just give them more ammo to use against you."

Han clenched his fists but nodded reluctantly. "You're right. I just...need to figure out how to handle this better."

while everyone tried to forget about happened at the café, Rezi on the other hand was still watching the video and something caught her eye. The guy who was getting beaten up by Han looked at the camera and smirked, when Rezi and Clyde pulled Han out of the fight the other guy muttered something under his breath  "This isn't over yet Han" what really moved Rezi was how did he know Han's name? . She made a mental note to later show the video to Clyde and tell him about this, but right now she focused on distracting Annalise. 

When Annalise's grandmother found out what had happened, her face turned pale, her hands trembling as she gripped the armrest of her chair. "You're not leaving this house again, Annalise," she said firmly, her voice trembling with both fear and anger.

"Grandma, please!" Annalise pleaded, her voice rising in frustration. "Han, Rezi, and Clyde will be with me. You don't have to worry!"

"No, no, no!" her grandmother cried, shaking her head. Her voice broke, carrying the weight of old memories. "You don't understand, Annalise. I can't... I won't lose you too."

Annoyed, Annalise threw up her hands. "Grandmaaaa!" she shouted, storming to her room and slamming the door shut.

Her grandmother sat back heavily, her heart racing. For a moment, she closed her eyes, and a memory from decades ago surged forward, as vivid as if it had happened yesterday. She saw herself, much younger, standing in the hospital, clutching the hand of her younger sister. Her sister had been crying, bruises on her face, after a man who was supposed to protect her had turned out to be a monster. The world had taken her sister from her—not just physically, but emotionally, until she became a shell of herself.

Her grandmother wiped her tears, determined to keep Annalise from experiencing anything remotely similar. "She's all I have left," she murmured, her voice cracking.

But as she sat there, guilt began to creep in. She didn't want to clip Annalise's wings—only to shield her from the dangers she herself had faced. For the first time, she considered that her overprotectiveness might push Annalise away.

Later that evening, she knocked gently on Annalise's door. "Anna," she said softly. "I'm sorry I yelled. I just... I'm scared. You're all I have, and I'm not as strong as I used to be. I worry about what might happen if something goes wrong and I'm not there to protect you."

Annalise opened the door, her face tear-streaked. "Grandma, I get that you're scared. But locking me away isn't the answer. I'm not a little kid anymore. I need to live my life."

Her grandmother reached out, holding her hands tightly. "Then let's make a promise," she said, her voice trembling but resolute. "Promise me you'll call me the second you feel unsafe. Promise me you'll never go anywhere without someone you trust."

Annabelle nodded, her voice steady but kind. "I promise, Grandma."

Her grandmother sighed deeply, pulling her into a hug. "I'll always worry, Annalise. But I'll try to let you breathe. Just... don't shut me out, okay?"

As they held each other, a fragile understanding began to form. Annalise felt the weight of her grandmother's fear, and her grandmother saw the spark of determination in her granddaughter.