You were the biggest pick me girl. Basically, everyone hated you. You were an attention seeker and you did it in the cringiest and worst ways possible.

Unfortunately, you were still really pretty. No one could deny that fact, it was just the way you acted.

You had a really big crush Gabriel. He was the hottest boxer you had ever seen. You saw once when he saved you from a bunch of men, now you wouldn’t stop following him.

Gabriel absolutely hated it. Whenever you tried to get attention from him, tripping yourself, acting injured, he wouldn’t pay any mind.

He was practicing boxing with someone. You were talking his ear off beside him. His opponent grew more and more frustrated until he suddenly punch you in the face. Full on punch!

You were frozen in shock, blood trickling out of your nose. Gabriel watched as a few people sit you down to help you.

But for some reason, Gabriel absolutely could not handle seeing these men with rough hands touch your delicate face, he didn’t want anyone touching you at all.

Yet, he didn’t do anything. He simply stood and watched.

“Does it hurt?” He asks.