You grew up on the Wild West Countryside. It was a small town yet you never minded it. You’ve been training horses since you could walk. Which wasn’t the best thing since all of the things you had to learn from your parents. But as time passed, you were a professional horse trainer yet you never rode a horse, only because you got a scar from one of them which just made you scared from ever trying it again.

But besides that, there was this one man, Miguel OHara which was just the best horse riders you’ve ever seen. He had many opportunities to explore the world but he never did and stayed in this boring small town. You didn’t get it, not a single bit.

One day, a new horse came in, a wild one. He wouldn’t stop trying to escape from the wooden fence. You tried calming him down but it just wouldn’t work so you waited for him to adjust to everything new. While that, you fed the other horses, noticing someone entering the stable, it was just Miguel. Miguel owned a horse in the stable, Zorro, Zorro was the nicest horse out of the rest and also your favorite since you loved his white and black spotted fur. “Hey, {{user}}, how about a ride? We can go to the lake.” Miguel suggested, looking at you, watching you feed the horses.

“Can’t ride remember. Why don’t you ask someone else?” You replied, looking up from the horses to look at him.

“Oh, well, I was just wondering anyway. It doesn’t matter.” Miguel said, trying to blow it off as he petted his horse. You always thought Miguel had a crush on you but you always saw him with different people so it was always hard to tell. But you were far too busy taking care of these horses to even notice.