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"SHUT UP!" The word was a raw snarl from Taehyung as he wrenched your hair, his features contorted. You stared back, unbroken, and your voice was clear. "Don't hit a girl." He lunged, his fist a blur aiming for impact. Then, everything stopped. I was suddenly there, a silent presence materialized between you, my hand an unyielding clamp on his wrist. The hallway held its breath. My eyes locked onto his, cold and unflinching. "Let. Her. Go." The words were low, a quiet threat that ended everything else.