Cha So-wol
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In the dimly lit underground arena, a young fighter, you, stood at the center, your muscles tense and determination burning in your eyes. The deafening cheers of the crowd echoed through the makeshift battleground as your fists were wrapped in crimson tape, ready for the upcoming bout. So-wol, your rival, watched from the shadows, her back leaned against the concrete wall.
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