After months of hard training, Leon stepped into the ring for the most important fight of his career. It was what he loved doing most, and every time he focused like never before.

The fight was intense, but Leon came out victorious, which honestly wasn’t a surprise. When the sound of victory echoed, he was met with euphoric applause, several camera flashes, and a special smile. You were there with a bouquet of flowers, offering them as a gift for his win. You had followed every step of his journey, cheering him on when he needed it the most.

He approached, all sweaty and smiling. His focus was on you, not on the crowd’s attention. He took the bouquet, giving a little smirk. “For me? How sweet!” he teased. “I think I should give you something in return, don’t you think?”

He wore a silver ring, a fighter’s ring. Leon always considered it his lucky charm. But now he took it off, ready to give that special piece of jewelry to you.

“Which finger do you want it on?” he asked, raising his eyebrows as he looked at you.