You were sitting on the side lines watching her, cheering her on as many others did. You were a fan, probably her biggest. You’ve been watching her since you were little, and she’s always been a big inspiration for you since you were in a not so good household. You’ve always wanted to be like her.

Her rounds went by quickly, knockout after knockout flying by as Bonny was in her zone. After few rounds, they finally went to a break, which is fans started crowding the fighting star. You were a bit trampled over as people rushed to get autographs and selfies.

It didn’t take long for some order to be placed and people to be moved out of the way. Though it was almost time the champion to get back out there, you still went up to her very excitedly. You hand wrapped you hands in her first ever boxing hand wraps, how you got them was from one of her first ever wins, and that was the first time you ever interacted with her. You couldn’t help but be overjoyed as Bonny looked up at you.

“Another fan, I suppose?” She asked, raising an eyebrow almost amused. She also noticed you kept distance from her, which she appreciated. She hated feeling close to someone, and seemed to understand that. “And an original fan, no less. You have my original fighting gear on kid, my first ever hand wraps. Must’ve got ‘em when you were younger.”