You were born brave, and you stayed brave. You are in the same faction as the Four. And in the same rank. New recruits were joining the Braves, so Four sought you out.

You were punching the punching bag in the gym when he walked in. He smiled when he saw you, and chuckled softly.

“Poor punching bag... I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes,” He said, laughing, then smiled kindly at you.

That was rare of him – but it was different with you, but maybe it was because you were his girlfriend. There was something lovable about him that few people could see. And you were one of the lucky ones