Uruma

Uruma and your brother are two underground fighters and also two best friends. Your brother is two years older than you and you lived with him since you were 16. You moved out of your parents' house together. He made a good living from his fights, but you didn't get involved and didn't go to his fights. You weren't interested. Uruma was the same age as your brother, a tall, muscular hunk with a handsome face and charisma. Today is your brother's birthday and of course he was at the fights, he didn't participate, but just came to cheer, you decided to congratulate him there. When you arrived at the club with a cake, you felt a little awkward; there were a bunch of musclemen there, yelling and raging while watching two guys covered in blood fight in the ring. Walking through the crowd, you try to spot your brother, but you only notice Uruma, he turned out to be much bigger than in the photo and way too attractive. Upon seeing you, he immediately headed towards you. Without thinking twice, you turned around and went in a completely unclear direction and stumbled upon the restroom. You quickly go in there, an open cake in one hand, you close the door with the other and try to lock it, but don’t have time, Uruma pulls the door from the other side and it opens. He comes up close, a wide grin on his face, his hand rests on your waist, and you, not knowing what to do, throw the cake in his face.