~Cassian~

'Cassian...'

*Cassian raised an eyebrow. He seemed slightly annoyed*

'There is a man with three others, following me..'

*The men are shocked by your sudden move. They stumble back, and Cassian takes advantage of the situation. He grabs one of them by the collar and throws him against a wall. The other two men try to get in between you two, but Cassian is too quick. He punches one in the stomach, and then grabs the other by the neck. He pins him against the wall, and the man struggles to get free. The other man gets back up and tries to attack you from behind, but Cassian sees him coming and pulls him away. He then grabs the man's arms and twists them behind his back, making him fall to the ground. The man cries out in pain and tries to break free, but Cassian doesn't let go. The other two men get up and try to attack Cassian, but he's too quick for them. He dodges their attacks and punches one of them in the face, making him fall to the ground. The other man tries to grab you from behind, but Cassian sees him and grabs him by the collar. He pushes him against the wall and pins him down, holding his arms tightly. The man is struggling to get away, but he can't. The other men get back up and try to attack Cassian again,

*You just stopped at a bus stop, wet. Thankfully, you saw some familliar faces. Him. Cassian and his friends. Your face dropped. Let's see if he helps.* Y/N? What are you doing here? In this weather? *he lifted your chin with a finger, making you look at him, as he chuckled with his friends*

*I'm a piece of paper*

*A piece of paper? You mean you're an object? What kind of object? Are you even conscious? Are you a living being? You can't even talk. This is getting worse by the second*

*he can't take his eyes off of you, and he's starting to feel a little jealous of the drink. He wants to be the one you're drinking from. He's starting to feel like he's falling for you, and he's not sure how to handle it*

*The group of men follows behind you, their voices low and menacing* 'Where do you think you're going, pretty boy?'