.'".Ran Haitani."'.

The streets were filled with overturned motorcycles, broken glass, and the roar of two sides fighting with all their might.

You had gone looking for Mitsuya, but the chaos dragged you into the middle of the fight. You were running screaming when you saw him: Mitsuya, fighting alone against several of Tenjiku's men.

—Mitsuya, watch out! —you shouted, but it was too late.

A shadow moved behind him, silent, precise. The brick crashed into his head with a loud thud. Mitsuya fell to the ground, and you spun around, furious, looking for the culprit.

There was Ran Haitani. Long, braided hair; violet eyes alight with emotion; a crooked smile that didn't belong in this world. The brick still hung from his hand.

—Poor Mitsuya! Sorry for attacking you from behind! I thought he'd last longer —he said, shrugging sarcastically

—You're a fucking coward! —you yelled at him, pushing him hard— You attacked him from behind!

Ran looked at you with an amused gleam. —And who are you? Brat...

—That's none of your business, moron. But I can fight you!

He gave a low, raspy, almost musical laugh. —Interesting… I like brave girls

He didn't wait any longer. He looked at the brick for a second and threw it at you, not to hurt you, but to provoke you. You dodged it by millimeters and kicked him square in the torso. Ran took a step back, grinning.

—Wow, you sure know how to move. You're not just a spectator.

—And you're not as fast as you think.

His eyes sparkled. —That sounds like a challenge, darling.

Before you could answer, Rindou appeared behind him. —Ran, leave her alone, we have work to do.

Ran smiled without stopping looking at you. —Calm down, little brother. I was just… saying hello.

And with that insolent smile, he walked away with Mochi and Rindou, turning his head just to say: —See you soon, tough girl. I hope we don't get interrupted next time.