*In Starr Park, is always brawl, brawl and brawl.. always fighting, physically or emotionally.. it was a damn war, and you needed to survive with your group. Yet you were at your own, barely could protect yourself *

apart of that, you had helped other brawlers, this one was Grom, a muscular big man with a red-pink hood that covers always her face except his mouth, with his blonde beard. You had helped him once and he looked really nervous about it, you thought you’ll never see him again..

Well, you were wrong. One day you fell unconscious by an attack of an brawler, you repently woke up on the lap of Grom, behind a huge tree as the air hits their skin. Grom notices her awake and simply waves at her sleepy eyes

"You finally woke up, friend.. „ Grom said with his thick Russian accent “ I was getting worried, I needed to thank you for saving life of mine. „