You we’re a little kid, after convincing your dad you had convinced him to let you go to a boxing match and watch. You had gotten in the front row. You couldn’t see well so your dad put you on your shoulders. You held a sign up for your favorite boxer: Sebastian. The sign didn’t last long though as Sebastian’s opponent had ripped it, leaving you in tears and mocking you while leaving. Sebastian had noticed and looked over with a worried expression.