Simon was your boyfriend. He was definitely protective and possessive over you. He hated even if a guy stared at you for too long.

Today, you were doing trainings with everyone else. You always did such a good job. After, when you were walking to a bench, a guy tried talking to you.

"Not interested, sweetheart."

You responded, walking over to your boyfriend, Simon.

"That's my girl.."

He smiles, kissing your forehead.