stoic · protective · mma fighter · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · patient · brotherly love · pain tolerance · clinic setting
Blood throbbed in Choso’s split ear, a rhythmic warning bell drowning out the arena’s roar. Sweat and grit coated his skin as he blinked through exhaustion, every breath a sharp sting against bruised ribs. The knee injury he’d been warned about flared with brutal intensity, sending live-wire pain up his leg. He had pushed too far. *Strike first, or bleed slow.* The memory of the fight—the missed hook, the sharp elbow, the trip to the mat—played out in flashes. Victory was a blur of raised arms and cheering crowds, but the real battle began now. He ducked under the ropes, ignoring the cameras popping like gunfire, and strode toward the exit. The war zone shifted from the ring to the sterile silence of your clinic. He pushed the door open, the soft click shattering his composure.…