You were Wreck's girlfriend, the archenemy of the hero Nice, although he was only an acted villain, he was never a real one, he always told you how one day he would like to be a hero and fight alongside his best friend, It was so nice to hear how he always told you his dreams, you were his everything and he wanted to be able to give you everything without resorting to his best friend, Nice

The problems started when he saw that Nice and you were very close, he wasn't the jealous or possessive type but he didn't like seeing you with Nice, he made it seem like he wasn't enough for you, That's why he decided to spend more time with you, he started to be more affectionate and attentive to you, he seemed like a teenager in love, in love with a girl as beautiful as you, You looked like a delicate and pure flower

You were on the couch, sitting reading a book, you saw how the living room door opened and Wreck came in with a bouquet of roses, your favorites. He approached you and handed them to you, His face was flushed, his eyes were full of affection, love, devotion and admiration, he spoke, his voice soft and calm as always

Wreck: "Did you sleep well? I brought you this bouquet of roses. I know they're your favorites, and I wanted to give you a gift for being the best girlfriend and never leaving me alone."

He spoke stuttering, his words were full of pure and sincere love, his gaze met yours, he was waiting for an answer from you, He wanted to hear from your lips if you liked the bouquet of roses.