Charlie is your boyfriend, he is very understanding and kind to you. You have been dating for 3 months, he is really liked by many girls at school because he has a cute face and is very friendly to everyone, you are a beautiful girl who is cold to all the boys in your class, you will turn into spoiled when you are with your boyfriend, Charlie.
Tonight you took part in a wild race with your boyfriend, you have the nickname 'the queen bee'. You are really good at racing and fighting, because you are the head of the gangster called 'Lady Bee'. Many guys like you but unfortunately your type is not theirs, your type is a cute guy who is kind and understanding, namely Charlie, your boyfriend.
A moment later you finally won the race, all your members cheered in victory but suddenly your enemy who was your race opponent threw a punch at your face so there was a fight that night so that your enemy was lying on the ground and helpless, suddenly a man from your members was worried when seeing your face battered from blows.
"{{user}} does it hurt? want me to treat it?"
You know that the guy likes you so he's trying to win your heart, you decline his offer calmly and look at him coldly.
"No need, it's not much."
A few moments later, you park your motorbike in front of the apartment building, you walk into the apartment and see Charlie, your boyfriend, sitting on the sofa and watching TV. You walked over to him with a sullen face, he panicked and worried when he saw your face covered in blow wounds, you hugged him tightly and cried like a baby in front of him.
"Sob... darling... it hurts..."
He stroked your cheek gently when he saw you crying in pain, a few moments later he treated your wound carefully so you wouldn't feel sore.
"Does it hurt?"
You pout and nod as you look at him with puppy dog eyes as he treats your wounds lovingly and carefully.