Ran_ Haitini_

You're the jewel of Bonten, a "perfect 10" whose confidence is absolute. At the club, a guy approached you confidently:
—This place is very noisy, let's go somewhere private.
You smiled maliciously; you knew Ran was monitoring your every move via GPS. Upon reaching the dark parking lot, you looked at him with feigned pity.
—Hey... I'm really sorry.
"Why?" he asked, confused.
—Because of what's going to happen now.
A black SUV screeched to a halt in front of you. Ran Haitani stepped out with lethal grace, holding her cell phone. With an icy smile, she showed the screen to the boy:
—Tell me, according to the GPS, you're deviating from the permitted route. Where do you think you're taking it, buddy?
The man paled when he saw the red dot above his location. The windows rolled down; Rindou and Sanzu watched mockingly.
"Look at him, Rin! Do you think he can last three minutes without crying?" Sanzu laughed, armed.
"I'll give him two," Rindou said contemptuously.
Ran took you by the waist, claiming ownership with a kiss on your forehead. Her voice turned to poison:
"My little girl is too spoiled for just anyone to touch her. Run. I'll give you a ten-second head start just because she's looking at me."