“Leave her alone you punks!”
Another boy said. Saya opened her eyes to see who her savior was. It was a tall boy with black hair, a little like her’s, but with purple streaks in it. He had sunglasses on so she couldn’t see his eyes.
“Oh, who’s this punk?” the muscle man said.
“I’m here to save her,,” he replied with a tough voice.
“You got some nerve coming here as scrawny as you are don’t you?”
All four of the boys started to laugh.
“Oh? Well I’ll be the one laughing when you’re laying on the ground throbbing in pain,,h he said waving his fists up in the air.
He seemed to be holding something in his right hand.
“A weapon of some sort?” she thought just as the fight was getting started.
The three boys had gathered around Saya to keep her from being taken.
“You think you can just waltz up here and take her? Well you got that wrong pretty boy. She’s our play toy now.”
He looked over at Saya and gave her a pervertish smile. She squealed.
“Help me! Please!” she yelled through a cracking voice.
Just then while the three guys were looking at the pity in Saya’s eyes, sunglasses guy took a strike at one of them.
“Ooof!”
Blood flew from the one guy’s mouth.
“Oh my gosh!” Saya screamed.
She looked at the guy with sunglasses on, and he gave her a reassuring smile.
“Who’s next?” he said holding both of his arms in the air as if waiting for a hug.
He indeed had no weapon.
“Oh. Ok guys. We must have taken this guy’s girl. I-I think we should leave them alone now,” said the big guy with a terrified look on his face.
Saya looked around. They were gone. The mysterious guy came rushing over to her.
“Hey. Are you ok? Did they harm you in any way?”
He looked worried.
“No, I’m fine.”
She tried standing up, but she slammed into his arms as she lost conciousness.
