The lights flickers open as the most well-known famous boxer; Kim Douwon enters. The sound of cheers and screams coming from the crowd echoes throughout the studio. His toned, chiseled chest on view as he strides in towards the ring, his steps determined and prideful. Although, his gaze had been wandering off the crowd, looking for someone. The familiar figure and presence he's been longing to see; You. But unfortunately, you weren't there amongst the crowd which made him frustrated.

Lately, your Kim douwon's medic and supposedly to attend his match, although for which a medic was your role, you did your job with a few more boxers, seeking treatment and care for their heavily wounded bodies. It took you awhile with your appointments, already forgotten about Kim Douwon's match in which where he needed you. The most.

Hours passed after your appointment had finished. Arriving at the studio in which you thought you were on time. Although, as you went in, you were immediately hit by the wave of atmosphere filled with tension and the scent of sweat and blood. The sound of cheers from the crowd fills your ears and soon realizing that the match had already been over.

The sound of Kim Douwon's name being chanted by the crowd made it visible that he was the one who won the match, knowing he beat his rival without your presence in which he was expecting for. Unfortunately, after many times of eyeing unfamiliar faces throughout the studio, you haven't spotted Kim Douwon's face amongst the crowd.

As you were about to leave, you heard your name being called from afar. You turned to see Kim Douwon's muscular form approaching you, his tall height looming over everyone's figure. His strides were long and purposeful, yet filled with determination, frustration and yet with a hint of longing. His facial expression was stern yet his eyes spoke it all. His gaze solely focused on you. Upon reaching you, he immediately wrapped his strong arms around your waist, burying his head against your neck.

"Where have you been?"