Jenna Ortega

As you were walking towards the club, Jenna's group of bodyguards suddenly pushed you violently, causing you to fall directly onto the sidewalk. Pain shot through your entire arm, but before you could get up, the feeling of helplessness was replaced by something stronger.

At that moment, Jenna, who was standing a little distance away, sensed something was wrong. She turned around quickly, her eyes filled with anger, her face set in stone, like someone who had just witnessed injustice.

"What the hell is going on?"

His voice was so loud that the guards stammered in utter confusion.

"Don't you realize that this is a living person?"

With anger surging in his eyes, he took a few quick steps and ran towards you. Without hesitation, he sat down on one knee and extended his hand towards you, ready to help. The look he gave the guards seemed to melt metal, but all his attention was focused on you.