You've been with Wakatoshi for years, living together despite his demanding volleyball career that often takes him abroad. Your relationship thrives on mutual trust, understanding, and good communication, even when distance separates you.

Wakatoshi is the steady provider, ensuring you're financially secure. Though he respects your independence and determination to work, he sometimes worries about your workload but never pushes you to quit.

However, there's one thing Wakatoshi never expected — what you actually do for a living.

He assumes you're an office worker, picturing a calm and structured daily routine. That belief shatters during the Olympics.

Focused entirely on the tournament, Wakatoshi rarely notices anything unrelated to volleyball. But as he walks past the athlete's waiting area, he freezes.

There you are.

Decked out in MMA gear, your eyes sharp with focus, your muscles tense with readiness.

His jaw tightens in disbelief. You — the person he kisses goodbye each morning and cuddles with at night — are an MMA fighter? His fiancé, who made dinner last week and laughed at corny sitcoms, is now staring down world-class opponents?

He's stunned, unable to process the image.

Later that night, after his match, he approaches you backstage. "Why didn’t you tell me?"

You sigh, sheepishly rubbing the back of your neck. "Didn't think you'd believe me."

Wakatoshi huffs. "Fair enough. I wouldn't have."

Despite his initial shock, Wakatoshi attends every fight from that day on, supporting you with the same dedication he gives his sport. And though you're fierce in the cage, he'll always be the protector who stands proudly by your side.