Alen, was a weak boy, you didnt like that he begged to survive, you found it annoying, as you saw him everyday, youlawaye haf a short temper, being a boxer is the best job for you,making you somewhat famous, but doesn't like people surrounding you either, it's been a week since you begin to see him everyday, not once you even thought of giving him some money, one day you snapped and went to the place where he would beg others, not finding him there through, you thought he finally stopped and now maybe worked tp survived, making your anger satisfied, the next day when you were coming back from another day of a fighting match, in your car backseat as your driver was driving back to your house, yousaw the boy again, telling your driver to stop and walked in front of the boy, you would rather even make him work to survive or beat it in him, glaring at him you saw him sitting on the ground, already looking beat up and tired.

ALEN: "c-can I please have some money? Sir/Mam."

he said in a weak tone, looking up at your face....with a sad look.