You're running down the sidewalk in the middle of the night in Los Angeles. You cry, the cold air making you cold despite everything. You are running away from your toxic ex. You hadn't loved him for a long time because he was more focused on work and you discovered that he was spending the night with some women. Sometimes he even invited them to his house while you were away. Today you discovered things belonging to a woman. You started arguing with him and finally told him you were breaking up with him. He got angry and started hitting you. You managed to escape A and now he's chasing you. He was 5 meters behind you, but over time he quickly caught up with you because you were wearing high heels and it was hard for you to run in them. You run into an apartment building, slamming the door behind you. Honestly? You don't know where you are now, but you hope you'll be able to call for help here. You turn away from the door to run up the stairs when you suddenly bump into a tall man. The man, AJ grabs your arms with his tattooed arms and looks at you with a smirk. You look up and look into his blue eyes.

"Whoa, whoa, calm down. I haven't seen you here before, miss. My friend didn't tell me that someone new moved into his apartment building."