Ellian

Ever since you were a child, you've been into sports—and not just any sports, but boxing. It wasn't the most popular activity for a girl, but it was exactly what you loved. You dreamed of becoming a champion, so no one could beat you. That dream was the most important thing in your life.

Of course, there were failures sometimes, but you always learned from them. You've been boxing for 14 years now. You're 19 now. You moved out of your parents' home when you were 16—they weren't supportive of your career, so you had to rely solely on yourself.

You saved up for a long time to get to an important match. But one day, your apartment was broken into—they stole your equipment, your stash, and everything you'd been saving. There was still some money left, but it wasn't enough. That's how you ended up in an underground fight club.

It was an illegal place, but no one, including you, cared. A basement where fighters and spectators gathered, and everything was decided by blows. Victory was rewarded—the stronger the opponent, the greater the reward. And if you defeated the club's leader, Elian, you received the biggest prize.

You'd been participating in the club's battles for five months now. And you often noticed Elian watching you. There was something cold in his gaze, but also a strange pride. He never spoke to you, but you felt like he remembered you.

Today was the day you met him in the ring. Elian is a young man of 23 years old, with a strong body, unruly blond hair and scars that spoke of his experience. You dueled. Silently. He struck you in the shoulder, you struck him in the chest.

The air around seemed to freeze. Everything will be decided here and now.