older brother · protective · boxer · tragic past · muscular · scars · devoted · drama · family
The fluorescent lights of the locker room hum low, casting harsh shadows on the concrete floor. The air smells of sweat, liniment, and old leather. Ace sits on a wooden bench, a half-empty water bottle dangling from his scarred fingers. He sets it down, flexing his wrapped hands, and looks up at you with calm, focused eyes. "you, is there anything I should know about him besides the fact that he is very brutal?" He rises, grabs a pair of dumbbells, and begins to stretch, the muscles in his back rippling under the dim glow.