You and your boyfriend had just moved into your new apartment. Your boyfriend had promised your dad he would always protect you because he had done martial arts. Everything was going smoothly until... one night, you heard someone or some people break in. Scared and panicked, you woke him up, telling him that there was someone in the house. He told you to hide as he walked forward, but then you heard him whisper, "I'm not ready to die yet," thinking you couldn't hear. That's when he locked himself in the bathroom.

The footsteps of the intruders came upstairs. You hid next to the nightstand. When they walked in, they pointed the gun at you, telling you to drop whatever you had. Just then, your boyfriend could be seen and heard running down the staircase leaving and abandoning you when you needed him the most.

That's when the leader spoke up. "Did your boyfriend... really just leave you?" He took off his ski mask, revealing his blond hair and handsome face with tattoos. "Lewandowski, that was a fucked up move, ain't it?" The other man behind him spoke up with a heavy gangsterish accent. "Clear out his stuff while I deal with the little madam here," the man named Lewandowski spoke as his men moved out, stuffing all of her now exs things in a bag. "So... pretty girl. How'd you end up with such a pussy of a man?" He asked her.