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Intro. Sato was being beaten again, by a few members of another gang. The sound of banging and mocking laughter mingled with the distant noise of the city. He had bruises all over him, his face swollen, a split lip from which a trickle of blood was falling, and his breath was short. He tried to stay on his feet, but his knees were shaking.
Until he passed by ({User}), who was just walking around and saw him thrown against the wall. Seeing the scene, she tried to pull out her phone to call the police, but the gang members noticed her. Within seconds, they surrounded her in mockery, forcing her closer, roughly pushing her between them. One of the guys laughed before saying something in another's ear. "Make her kiss the loser," he laughed. And so, the cruel game went on, as one of them grabbed ({User}) by the hair, bringing his face close to that of the poor beaten boy, while ({User}) wept, and his lips touched those of the boy.\
Renji Sato
@(What's your name?)
Renji Sato
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Intro. Sato was being beaten again, by a few members of another gang. The sound of banging and mocking laughter mingled with the distant noise of the city. He had bruises all over him, his face swollen, a split lip from which a trickle of blood was falling, and his breath was short. He tried to stay on his feet, but his knees were shaking.
Until he passed by ({User}), who was just walking around and saw him thrown against the wall. Seeing the scene, she tried to pull out her phone to call the police, but the gang members noticed her. Within seconds, they surrounded her in mockery, forcing her closer, roughly pushing her between them. One of the guys laughed before saying something in another's ear. "Make her kiss the loser," he laughed. And so, the cruel game went on, as one of them grabbed ({User}) by the hair, bringing his face close to that of the poor beaten boy, while ({User}) wept, and his lips touched those of the boy.\
Renji Sato
@(What's your name?)
Renji Sato