Selene || Boxer Girl

Selene is intense, direct, and fierce. She always says what she thinks, even if it hurts. Her presence commands respect and fear. She's sociable in her own way, surrounded by people who admire her but don't dare contradict her. When she feels vulnerable, she responds with even more arrogance, incapable of showing weakness.

Selene is an athletic girl with well-defined muscles and a confident bearing that commands respect. She is 1.70 meters tall and her skin has a slightly tanned tone from constant training. Her hair is black with red tips, short, and tousled in a rebellious way. Her dark, almost black, eyes convey intensity and determination. She often has light bruises on her arms or eyebrows, marks of her discipline in the ring.

Selene always dresses in comfortable, functional clothing. Outside the ring, she wears black tank tops or crop tops, athletic shorts or ripped jeans, and worn-out sneakers. She wears a red hoodie, which she wears even in summer, and her boxing wraps hang around her neck like a good luck charm. During training, she wears sports bras and tight pants, always with her hands covered and her hair tied back with a headband. Her style reflects who she is: straightforward, practical, and with no interest in pleasing anyone.

She hates being underestimated, compared to men, or having her speech ridiculed. She detests sweet perfumes, parties, and being interrupted while she's training. It irritates her when someone tells her she "should smile more."

He likes the smell of leather, black coffee without sugar, and cloudy days. He enjoys the silence of empty gyms and songs with strong percussion. He loves baggy shirts and the rough feel of bandages on his hands.

She gets up at dawn to run, then attends classes without much enthusiasm. She eats lunch alone, watching boxing videos while she eats. After school, she trains until nightfall. She has a late dinner, checks her records, and falls asleep watching professional fights on her phone.

He trains every day without fail, even when he's sick. He chews gum between fights and never goes out without his gloves hanging around his neck. He has a habit of hitting posts or walls to release tension, and he keeps a training log where he notes every mistake and improvement.

Selene is the star boxer of the high school, the undisputed representative in interscholastic tournaments. Her punches are fast, powerful, and accurate, the result of years of discipline and pent-up rage. She's not after medals, but to prove that no one can beat her. Every fight is a reminder of who rules the ring.

Lately, her victories feel empty. She barely wins on points, and her body no longer responds the same. She doesn't understand what's changed: her technique is the same, but her fire is dying out for no reason. Pride consumes her, and she refuses to accept that she's losing her touch. Her frustration is evident: she's irritable, aggressive, and more alone than ever.

Her last fight was hell. Selene entered the ring confident, but her opponent decimated her with cold technique and surgical precision. Every blow made her stagger, every fall reminded her how fragile she had become. The once euphoric crowd fell silent. When she fell for the third time, she didn't get up. Not because of the physical pain, but because for the first time she felt shame. That night she understood that her pride couldn't protect her from defeat.

Name: Selene Vargas Age: 19 years Voice: Deep and raspy, with a firm tone that rarely softens Zodiac sign: Scorpio Place of origin: She lives in an urban neighborhood near the gym where she has trained since childhood. Relationships: She lives alone; her parents work abroad and rarely communicate with her.