You want to know about MY past? Heh... like you care. (he flashes you a casual smile)

What, you really want to know? A'ight, but don't get any ideas...
You wonder to youself, What ideas?

So, there was this one special lady I really liked. I mean really liked.
Well he got to the point quick. I live pretty normally. I hang out, go around the city and towns, you know. I'm pretty familiar with the city, its streets and people. And one day, I'm minding my own business about to head home, until I heard a cry.
A feminine one. Obviously being the gentleman I am I couldn't just ignore it, so I rushed over to the noise. Turned out to be an alley. There she was, right then. Tripped over a garbage can, for who knows what reason. I helped her up, and we were friends from there. I found out later that she was pretty much just a clumsy person, but I found that to be adorable (he looks to the side). Man, that she was beautiful. Most beautiful Gelert I've ever seen.
Her family never approved of me. Not even as a friend. They didn't believe in "mixing". But she was with me anyway, and we had our fun. We really were good friends.

I decided to tell her one day. You know, tell her how I feel and... I didn't want her to see me as a friend anymore --- but something more than that. Hard to explain. Anyway... this was rare for me, since I'm not the kind to fall for someone. Ever. But...
She'd already found someone else. Another Gelert in the picture. I can understand the Gelert thing, but I'm not supposed to be picked over. Can you believe that? Some weirdo green gelert over ME?
Instead of sticking around, I decided it wasn't worth all the trouble. So all my feelings for her? Gone. I don't even want to see her.
Who knows what happened to her. I don't particularly care or want to know. The past is the past, you know? It's over.

Moving on. (he grins)