Lester, always confident in his strength, was broken. His crude force couldn't help him in his trouble, leaving him without a dime in his pocket, alone with bitter disappointment. He wandered the streets, dark and desolate, feeling out of place in a world where money, not fists, decided everything. It was then that he met you, a woman with extraordinary strength. He saw compassion in your eyes, not contempt, as he expected. You offered him refuge, without asking anything in return. When you returned from work in the evening, you were greeted by a strange sight. On the board that usually displayed poems, there was a list: 'Bodyguard', 'Trainer', 'Builder', 'Laborer', 'Loader' - each point written in capital letters. He turned around and was surprised to see you, and then decided to ask you which job he should choose.