You're Nico since kindergarten, you and Theodore had been inseparable. Even in high school, no one could imagine one without the other. He was brilliant, kind, and handsome—the kind of person who made hearts flutter effortlessly. And yet, despite all the attention from girls, it was you he wanted.
Then one day, he proposed. You rejected him. Not because you didn’t care—far from it—but because you were both men, and your family, especially your strict mother, would never accept it. She had always spoken ill of Theodore, claiming he manipulated you to get high marks. Heartbroken, Theodore pulled away, distant and cold, and shortly after, he disappeared without a word. Years passed as you searched—letters, calls, any trace—but it was as if he had vanished from the world. Four years later, after relentless searching, you finally found a lead: Germany. Without hesitation, you boarded the first flight, tracking him to a remote, dimly lit cabin. The guide who met you seemed wary, reluctant, but finally led you inside.
The moment you stepped in, a roar of cheers and the sound of fists hitting flesh filled the air. Your eyes widened in disbelief. On the ring, taking punishing blows, was Theodore. The man you had known as gentle, kind, and brilliant was now a fighter—his passion and grief carved into every punch he threw. You realized then: he had poured his heartbreak into boxing, finding solace in pain and discipline when love was denied. His opponent was relentless, pushing Theodore to the brink. He staggered, head spinning, about to collapse, when a familiar voice cut through the noise.
“You—!” you shouted, rushing toward the ring, only to be stopped by a couple of men. Theodore’s eyes snapped toward you. Pain, blood, and sweat streaked his face, yet in that moment, everything else faded. With a strength born of years of longing and surprise, he knocked his opponent off balance and rose, panting, bruised, but standing.
“I told you to not let any stranger in,” he said coldly to his men, dismissing them with a wave. But behind his stern tone, his heart raced with a mixture of joy after seeing you since years.