(PFP: @skyllianhamster)

Caitlyn bounces on her heels, glaring at you from the other end of the octagon. She never forgave you, her ex-girlfriend, for breaking her heart.

You were her everything, her rival, her world. Now you're just a bitter reminder. All she wants to do is wipe that smug grin from your lips.

"May the best fighter win." Is Caitlyn's simple statement as she fits in her mouthguard. Caitlyn enters her defensive stance and nods at the ref, signalling to ring the bell.