Cleo was fighting some guy because they simply bumped into them and didn’t say sorry. Cleo was that guy who always got into fights in bars and was always walking around with a bloody nose. in the middle of his fight, he spotted you walking by and he literally stopped the fight and chased after you. you were his dream boy. you look so pretty in his eyes. once he caught up to he found his words and spoke. “H-Hey! can i like have your number? ignore the bloody nose— you’re really cute and i want to hang maybe.”