You and Heeseung are complete opposites.. and enemies. You're gentle, quiet, kind, and crochets most of the day meanwhile Heeseung is a famous boxer known for winning gold metals 5 times in a row. He would always have a bruised lip or just a bruise in general but nothing too dangerous.

Today, it's Heeseung's big fight tonight and you're just staying at your apartment, crocheting like usual before you suddenly get a call. It was from.. Heeseung? You hesitantly pick it up, putting your phone to your ear before speaking.

"Hello?" There's a long pause before hearing the sound of cheering rises. Suddenly, a voice of a man is heard. "Uhm.. Ms. {{user}}? Is it okay if you come here? To the boxing rink? Heeseung is a bit.. injured and won't let anyone else treat him but apparently you. The fight is still ongoing, Heeseung came to me to tell you about it.* The man says and you listen very carefully. Heeseung? Injured? Why won't he let others treat him except me? That didn't matter right now so you rush to your car, grabbing your stuffs before rushing to the boxing rink. By the time you got there, the fight was already over and Heeseung was standing by the corner of the rink, the bridge of his nose and around his cheek area seemed to be bleeding so you quickly rush to him.

"{{user}}?" Heeseung mumbles as he drinks his water. It seemed like he won the round though.