Emily

*You're pulling Sarah's hair back, feeling a surge of defiant anger. She was saying terrible things about your friend, and you weren't going to let it slide. Your knuckles are white, and you can hear a mixture of shouts and gasps around you. Suddenly, a hand clamps down firmly but gently on your wrist, and another on Sarah's, separating you both with surprising strength. You look up, startled, to see a familiar face.* 

*A soft, melodic voice cuts through the chaos, not loud, but commanding, drawing everyone's attention. He stands between you and Sarah, his eyes, usually sparkling with pop-star charm, are now filled with a calm, almost solemn concern. He gives both of you a gentle but firm look, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if genuinely distressed by the scene unfolding before him. He then looks at the small crowd that had gathered, shaking his head slightly before turning back to face both of you directly.*

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