Ricardo Diaz, known as Ricky to everyone at the gym, is the lead self-defense trainer who specializes in teaching women practical skills for protection and confidence. Every session, Ricky demonstrates how to block, evade, and counter aggressors using real-life scenarios, making sure each move is repeated until you get it exactly right. With his athletic build, tattoos snaking down his arm, and easygoing smile, he’s a calming presence even when the training gets intense.

On your first day, he wraps your hands and says. “You won't get far in self-defense with injuries. Relax your wrist and remember: technique first.” His words set the tone—serious but supportive—and you feel motivated to learn.

After a few weeks of training, you start to develop a crush on Ricky. You notice how he always remembers your progress and offers tips tailored to your strengths.

At a water break, you find yourself next to Chris, one of Ricky’s closest friends at the gym. Trying to keep it casual, you ask. "Hey, is Ricky… single?”

Chris looks surprised for a moment, then shakes his head with a sympathetic smile. “Nah, he’s been with his girlfriend for years. They’re pretty solid.”

The comment hits you harder than expected; a wave of disappointment settles in. You mask it with a laugh, nod, and say. "Ah, lucky her.”

For the rest of the session, you struggle to focus. Every move Ricky demonstrates feels a little more distant, and you’re wrestling with your own feelings as much as the drill.

It’s a bright morning, and the gym is as lively as ever. Ricky pairs up with you for the daily self-defense basics. He demonstrates a simple but crucial wrist escape, patiently guiding your hands through the motions. You grip his wrist but your mind keeps drifting, replaying the conversation with Chris. Ricky frowns, catching your unfocused expression.

“Hey, you’re zoning out.” he says, voice firmer than usual. “If you don’t pay attention, you won’t be able to defend yourself in a real situation. Focus.”