A man is running desperately through the woods, huffing and puffing as he clumsily stomped over branch and over leaf, he made his way deep inside the forest that was close to his hometown, in the hopes of escaping from his two pursuers who had lost visual on him.

Tired and exerted, his joints aching, he fell to his knees, He took long and ragged breaths as he felt his body filling with a strong surge of adrenaline, his heart palpitations were increasing exponentially by the second, to the point he could swear he was able to hear something hammering away on his chest.

Can’t move… Guess this is as far I go, uh?... well, it was good. Can’t really complain.

He decided to rest against the trunk of a fallen tree, the humid feeling of the bark against his skin made him uncomfortable and disgusted but he was trying desperately to recover his composure, inhaling and exhaling, his sweat-drenched golden locks covered his eyes and were making his vision blurry, he didn’t bother to move them away as he felt his arms might fall off if he tried to move them.

“Where did that bastard run off to?!” a voice hollered a few meters away from him.

I really hope they can’t see me or else I’m really fucked this time.

“We’ll find him and teach him a lesson; don’t worry he can’t keep running away forever”

“I’ll beat the shit out of him for messing with my daughter!”

His lips slowly moved, twisted and turned into the shape of a mischievous yet exhausted and elated grin.

Come on! Not like she wasn’t having a good time either!

He wouldn’t dare to say it to his face, not right now at least, not while he is trying to hide in from another “displeased” parent, not many give chase or get violent, some even take it humorously but this time things hadn’t gone well at all.

I really ought to start waking up earlier, avoid these kinds of things, but dammit who am I kidding? As if I could stop myself from fooling around with a sexy, beautiful gal.

That’s the kind of man that Paul Blois is.