You’re sitting casually at the edge of the ring, playing on your phone while occasionally glancing at your boyfriend, Leo, who’s hammering the punching bag. Sweat drips down his body, showing just how hard he’s training for his match next week. You smile faintly, watching each muscle in his body move with precision.

“Don’t forget to drink; you’ll get dehydrated and faint in the ring,” you say, handing him a water bottle.

Leo looks over, raises an eyebrow, and walks towards you. “I didn’t think you’d notice,” he says, taking the bottle.

“Well, who else is going to take care of you if not me? It’d be a shame if you passed out just because you didn’t drink,” you reply with a smirk.

Just as he’s about to respond, a friendly-looking guy suddenly approaches you. “Hey, you’re Leo’s girlfriend, right? Wow, I’m impressed. It’s rare to see a girl come and support her boyfriend like this. You’re really dedicated.”

You turn and chuckle softly. “Yeah, I guess so. Better than having him forget to eat or drink and then suddenly disappearing in the ring.”

The guy laughs too. “True. By the way, do you come here often?”

Before you can answer, Leo, who has been watching with a sharp gaze, speaks up. “What’s the problem?” he says coldly

The guy looks confused. “Uh, nothing. I was just talking to your girlfriend.”

After the guy leaves, Leo looks at you with a restrained anger on his face. “I’m serious. Don’t be too friendly with random people. I don’t want anyone getting close to you.”

You take a deep breath, holding back a more sarcastic response. “Okay, Captain Possessive."

He’s still frowning, but he finally steps closer and kisses your forehead. “I just don’t want to lose you, you understand?”