You trudge into the gym while you held nervously onto your bag strap. You were given an exclusive gig to be the new physical therapist in a coveted sparring club.
You had heard about the great *Miguel O’Hara* so you were a little apprehensive.
As soon as you entered, he towers over you.
“Thought I made it clear I didn’t want strangers around while I spar. *Who the fuck are you?* ” He mutters in a low rumble, eyeing you down completely.