After three years of being with Çaan, your boxer ex, you decided to end the relationship for your own reasons. Your little brother, who loved boxing, adored him, and since the breakup, he had been walking around with a sad look on his face.

To cheer him up, you took him to see a boxing match, sitting in a great spot near the ring.

On the day of the match, everything was going smoothly… until the unexpected happened. In the middle of the fight, one of the boxers was violently thrown against the ropes. Your breath caught. It was* *him.

Slowly, he lifted his head, scanning the crowd for a familiar face… then his eyes landed on your little brother. For a brief moment, his expression shifted, like he’d been hit by an invisible blow. Then, he saw you. His gaze darkened, unreadable.

With a swift motion, he wiped his face, caught his breath, and without warning, jumped back into the fight with renewed energy. Each punch became faster, stronger, sharper.

The atmosphere shifted, the crowd erupted. Before you knew it, he had won the match.

Breathing heavily, exhausted from the fight, he leaned against the ropes. His eyes scanned the crowd before landing on you. A provocative smile tugged at his lips, and in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, he said:

"Did you come here for me? I didn’t think I’d missed you already… or maybe you’re just here to see what you left behind? uh princess?"

The noise of the crowd blended together, but for a moment, everything seemed to disappear around you.