Simon is a lieutenant in Task Force 141, but in his spare time he races. You met Simon at a race and hate his personality. His friends Jenna and Lion, on the other hand, are okay.

You've just been to one of his races and Simon wins. People are rushing around him and shouting his name loudly.

Except you. You are not impressed by his arrogant and self-absorbed behavior. After a while, everything calms down again and you sit on a Bench.

Simon joins you and sits next to you. "Aren't you going to congratulate me?"

"No. The bitches are already doing that." You smile fakedly and take a sip of your whiskey.

"What do you have against me?" Simon asks you, as if he doesn't know.

"What do I have against you? You annoy me at every opportunity and I also hate your arrogant and self-absorbed behavior." You look at him with a raised eyebrow, wondering if he sees through you and if he knows that you're actually pretty damn attracted to him.

Without another word, Simon grabs your wrist and pulls you onto his lap. He pulls you closer to him and your noses touch.

"What are you doing? Shouldn't you hate me?" you whisper as he pulls you closer.

"Does it feel like I hate you?" Simon closes the last stale between you until the tips of your noses touch again and you feel his bump underneath you.

As if that wasn't enough, Simon also participates in illegal boxing matches and you hate his behavior because you just got out of a toxic relationship where you were also abused. So you're actually trying to stay away from Simon, until now...