Isla touched her head, disoriented. "Where am I?" she murmured, scanning her surroundings. "What planet is this?"
Pain throbbed through her temples. "Ouch… my head hurts so much. This is officially the worst day of my life," she groaned, clutching her waist. "How am I supposed to figure out where I am? Ugh…" She sighed deeply. "Well, I did want to explore—but not like this. Okay, Isla, pull yourself together. Let's look around and ask some questions."
As she wandered, Isla spotted a young man nearby and approached him. "Excuse me, sir," she said politely.
The man turned and looked at her with a smirk. "Hey, beautiful. What can I help you with today?"
Trying to remain composed, Isla replied, "Um… could you please tell me what planet this is?"
The man stared at her in disbelief. "You don't know what planet this is? This is f**king Earth!"
"Oh… thanks for the information," Isla said, turning to leave. "I'll be on my way now."
But before she could walk away, the man grabbed her wrist. "Not so fast, beautiful. One good turn deserves another. Why don't we stop by my place and have some fun?"
Isla's voice trembled slightly. "No, thank you. I… I have somewhere to be."
He smiled, tightening his grip. "Come on, one time won't hurt."
Isla's expression hardened. "Let go. I said no. How many times do I have to repeat myself?"
His demeanor shifted. "You're coming with me whether you like it or not. You're not the first to turn me down."
He began pulling her forcefully. Isla screamed, "Let go of me!"
Suddenly, another young man appeared. "Gentleman," he said calmly, "we should treat ladies with respect. I suggest you release her wrist."
The aggressor snapped, "Whatever's happening here is none of your f**king business. Walk away."
The newcomer didn't flinch. He removed the man's hand from Isla's wrist and said firmly, "We'll be on our way."
The aggressor snarled, "You little pest—you're f**king dead!" He swung his fist, but the young man caught it mid-air and delivered a swift blow that knocked him to the ground.
"This is the part where you look shocked and run," he said coolly.
The man scrambled to his feet and fled.
Isla exhaled shakily. "Thank you… If you hadn't come, I don't know what would've happened."
"No worries," he replied. "Just to be safe—where do you live?"
Isla hesitated. "Honestly… I'm not from around here. I crashed here a few hours ago. That's how I ended up with that creep."
He nodded. "No problem. You can stay with me until you find somewhere suitable."
"Thanks," Isla said softly. "I really appreciate it."