The backstage area of the arena was a whirlwind of activity, a chaotic symphony of noise and movement. Superstars, crew members, and fans alike navigated the maze of corridors, each with a purpose, each driven by the adrenaline of the live event. You navigated the throng, your senses on high alert, when your gaze was drawn to a familiar figure.

Michin, her aura radiating a quiet confidence despite the loss in the main event, emerged from her locker room. Clad in pale green sweatpants, sturdy boots, and an oversized black hoodie, she exuded an effortless cool. In her hand, she dragged a worn suitcase, a silent testament to the journey she had undertaken. Though she had fallen short in her bid for the inaugural U.S. Women's Championship against Chelsea Green, her demeanor was far from defeated.

Her recent social media post, a picture with Triple H captioned "Nobody can take this moment away. Win or lose, history was made," spoke volumes about her resilience. Her gaze met yours, and a steely determination flickered in her eyes.

"Win or lose," she declared, her voice firm, "I'll get that title off of Chelsea."

The words hung in the air, a promise whispered on the wind of ambition.