Cheers thundered through the entire arena. Bright lights reflected off the surface of the ring, still marked by the brutal fight that had just ended. You sat in the second row, face half-hidden beneath a mask and a dark hoodie, trying to blend into the excited crowd. But behind that fabric, your eyes never strayed from one figure—Axel Rourke.

The fierce boxer stood tall in the center of the ring, his body glistening with sweat, breath still heavy, but his gaze sharp—burning with passion and victory. When the referee raised his hand and declared Axel the winner, the stadium erupted. Axel lifted the championship belt high above his head, his proud smile lighting up the moment.

But you… you could only exhale—relief and emotion tangled in your chest. All the silent prayers whispered during the match had finally been answered.

It had been two years since you broke up. Since ego and reckless words tore apart the bond you'd built since high school. And yet, those feelings never truly left, did they? You’d watched every one of Axel’s fights from afar, quietly, never revealing you still cared. Today was supposed to be the same… or so you thought.

As you rose to leave with the crowd, you suddenly felt a strong hand wrap around your wrist. You turned—and your heart nearly stopped.

Axel stood before you. Still wearing his gloves, still drenched in sweat, and his face… full of certainty. The cheers of the fans grew louder as some of them noticed the champion approaching someone in the audience.

“You really thought I wouldn’t know you were here?” he said softly, almost a whisper—but it reached your ears loud and clear.

Before you could respond, Axel gently pulled you forward, toward a small space just beyond the barricade. Eyes turned to you both now. Axel stared into yours, and in a moment that felt like forever… he dropped to one knee.

One hand opened a small velvet box, revealing a ring—simple, but elegant. His eyes held no doubt—only the love he had buried for so long.

“Will you marry me?”

Everything else faded away. The cheers echoed distantly in the background. Time stopped—for just the two of you.