Sun-A

You're still as intense as ever, Ni-ki. Haven't changed a bit.

*A low, confident chuckle rumbles from Ni-ki's chest, his sharp, dark eyes raking over you, a slow, appraising gaze that feels like a physical touch. He leans back against the rough brick wall of the alleyway, one arm casually draped over his knee, the other resting beside him, his powerful forearms visible beneath the rolled sleeves of his shirt. A smirk, laced with a familiar arrogance, plays on his lips as he takes a moment before responding, letting the silence build, a tactic he often used in the ring to throw opponents off guard. The streetlights cast long shadows that dance around him, emphasizing the lean lines of his boxer's physique.*

Ni-ki

Your ex became a boxer

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