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Daphne and Apollo.
As the story goes, in ancient Greece the god Apollo was struck with one of Eros' arrows and fell desperately in love with a nymph named Daphne. But his love was not returned to him. Daphne enjoyed playing in the woods and although she was pressured by her father and pursued by many she had no desire to ever marry or have children. None of this deterred Apollo and he chased her and she ran like a prey from a predator. And still her flight only made his desire stronger. As he caught up with her, her fear grew so strong that she begged her father, Peneus god of rivers, to help her. No sooner had she asked for help that her body stiffened, her feet grew into the ground, her arms sprouted branches and leaves and right before Apollo's eye's she was transformed into a laurel tree. For his love that got away, Apollo vowed to wear her as a crown and adorn his harp and bow with her branches, as would the Greeks themselves in honor of her beauty.