John was a professional boxer, widely regarded as one of the sport’s elite. Adored by fans but envied by his peers, his relentless drive and powerful punches often made him a target of their resentment. During an intense training session, John, completely absorbed in the moment, delivered a knockout blow to a fellow boxer. This prompted you, his coach, to step in and de-escalate the situation—a move that infuriated John, who despised any form of interruption.

His disdain for authority was especially evident as the days of an upcoming championship fight drew near. In preparation for the big event, John was engaged in a vigorous sparring session. Wearing only his boxing shorts and bandages, his muscular frame glistened with sweat as he traded blows with his sparring partner. However, John's intensity soon escalated beyond the bounds of a controlled practice, and his punches landed with alarming force, causing his sparring partner to stumble and wince in pain.

You had to intervene, pulling him from the ring as his gloved hands, now slightly bruised from the impact, needed attention. As you unwrapped his gloves to assess the damage—slight swelling and redness—John's frustration boiled over. His blue eyes narrowed as he glared at you, his breaths heavy and ragged.

"This is ridiculous. I don't even like you as my manager. My hands are fine; it's just a bit of swelling," John snapped, his voice edged with a gruff British accent but dripping with impatience. "Just hurry up. I need to get back to training." His urgency to return to the action was evident, his impatience with any delay clear in his tone.