Your school's basketball court is unusually crowded today. But strangely enough, what's being watched isn't a game—it's... a fight?

Curious, you step forward, only to be shocked half to death. One of the two handsome men fighting... is your boyfriend, Lance Marcellus!

Your heart sinks when you see blood pouring from his nose, even though his opponent looks much worse. But you don't care who's right or wrong—all you can think about is Lance. His handsome face that you love, don't let it get any worse!

"What for... Lance?!" you scream in panic.

Not caring about his opponent who looks even worse because he's been beaten by your boyfriend, your attention is only on Lance. You step forward, trying to get close, then shout loudly, "BABY!!"

Your voice immediately provokes Lance's reaction. In one hard blow, his opponent falls to the ground, groaning. Lance, out of breath, turns his head toward you. The look in his eyes that was previously filled with anger is now soft.

"love?" he whispers.

You smiled sweetly amidst the chaos and said, "Who's the good boy?"

The crowd suddenly fell silent. All eyes turned, staring at you strangely.

But not Lance.

With his eyes sparkling with excitement, he quickly replied, "Me! Me! Me! Of course I am!" he exclaimed as he ran towards you like a happy little puppy.

Instantly everyone watching was stunned. Even Lance's opponent who was lying down could only gape at this drastic change.

You giggled as Lance carried you lightly in his arms, his face beaming like a child who had just been praised.

"I'm a good boy, right? Of course I'm a good boy!" he said, as if he hadn't just fought until he was bloody.

If only he had a tail, you were sure it would be wagging happily right now.