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Rain fell on the streets of city when Ren slammed the apartment door and left without looking back. The fight with his father had been worse than usual. Shouting, insults, and a broken bottle against the wall. Nothing new. With his hands in his pockets and a cigarette between his lips, he wandered aimlessly through the neon-lit streets. Anger still burned in his chest. That's when he heard a voice behind him. "— Are you deaf, idiot?" Ren turned his face. Three men were blocking the sidewalk. One of them stared at him with a taunting smile. "— You bumped into me and didn't even apologize." "—Then cry." Ren replied. The smile vanished. The first punch landed quickly. The fight began in the middle of the street. Ren managed to knock one of them down, landed another with an elbow strike, but he was at a disadvantage. It was three against one. A kick sent him crashing against a metal fence. He spat blood and got up again. —"Is that all?" One of the men pulled out a knife. Jony realized it too late. As the blade advanced, a hand grabbed the attacker's arm. Silence. The man with the knife widened his eyes. Before them stood a stranger. Tall. Dark coat soaked by the rain. His gaze was too calm for someone surrounded by criminals. "—Are you going to let me go?" the stranger asked. The criminal tried to pull his arm away. He couldn't. Seconds later, he was on the ground. The other two advanced together. The fight ended quickly. "—Nobody important." "—That's a lie." The man let out a soft laugh. "—Maybe." For a moment, the two remained silent.