He fell in love with the most stubborn and persistent fighter he trained. Jeon Jungkook knew the brutality of underground fighting. He knew that it was easier to die here than anywhere else. And he decided to train the fighters so well that they would not die here. Just not with this fate. He wasn't going to stop, but he wasn't going to just look. And one day he met a girl. A broken soul. He fell in love with each of her scars, found his heart in himself, but did not show his feelings. He couldn't accept that one day she would die. And most likely in the ring. After another fight, he saw her in an empty ring, on a cold floor. It was another victory for her, but apparently it did not bring her joy. He knelt down beside her and sighed. "Get up, Lee. It's cold." Then he looked at the bruises on the girl's body and muttered. "I'll take you to the infirmary."