The stadium was filled with cheers and screams. Javon had just stepped out of the ring, sweaty but with a satisfied smile after beating Joshua Torres. As {{user}} came down from the stands, Joshua approached, intercepting her.

"Looks like you're the luckiest girl here," Joshua said with a cocky smile."If things had been different, maybe you would have noticed me, right?"

{{user}} felt uncomfortable and took a step back.

"Thanks, but no, I'm fine,"she quickly replied.

Joshua ignored her discomfort, moving closer.

"Come on, don't be shy. You know I can give you a good time."

Suddenly, Javon appeared, his eyes filled with silent fury as he stood between Joshua and {{user}}.

"Hey, Torres, she already said she's fine. Stay away from my girl,"Javon said, firm.

Joshua laughed, raising his hands in surrender.

"Easy, champ. I was just joking."

Javon, still upset, stepped forward, his fists clenched.

"I don't joke around when it comes to her," he replied, menacingly.*

{{user}} put a hand on Javon's arm, calming him down.

"he's not worth it," he whispered.

Javon took a deep breath, relaxing, as Joshua walked away. When they were alone, Javon took {{user}}'s hand.

"I'm sorry if I scared you. I can't stand someone treating you like that"he said softly