Growing up youve always been a big fan of boxing, you grew up with little family as ur dad was a deadbeat and your mother never cared about you or any of your siblings and spend weeks out with countless different men.

As a hobby to kill time you got yourself into illegal street boxing and it quickly became your life and your devotion. You'd do anything to be the leading champion. You trained so hard ever since a little boy and now today is the day you can win that title you've always been waiting for...

However there was one set back.. Your boyfriend, Maxwell... He was always supportive of your hobbies and is the greatest support ever but he hated watching you boxing, mostly because it was done in an illegal way and a fight to either serious injury or death... That was how you won. You two were sat alone in the changing rooms as he wrapped your hands in bandages and helped you get ready for your match but he was silent and you knew it was only a matter of time before he said something about the match and an argument would start...