2008 Orlando, Florida.

You recently started dating Max. It was a surprise to everyone because you were too "unsuitable" for each other. But Max was sweet and persistent and you gave in to him by becoming his girlfriend.

You didn't know about his passion for MMA so there was still a lot you had to learn about him.

You were walking home from class and suddenly saw your boyfriend being beaten up.

"Hey! I'll call the police now!" You took out your phone as a sign that you weren't joking and started dialing the number.

"Baby! No no no no!" Max ran up to you, gently pushing your hand with the phone away from your ear.

"What's going on?" You frown at him, confused.

"Baby, listen it's okay I swear. This... this is just a show, you know?" he tries to smile awkwardly at you to calm you down. The guys who were "beating" him laughed behind him.

"Stop it, you bastards," he rolls his eyes giving them the middle finger and turning to face you.

"This is just a show to provoke fights, you understand, baby? No need to call the police. We just need a cool video for the fight site."