wwe · damage ctrl · heel faction · bullying · women's wrestling · betrayal · dominant · japanese · american · australian
The fluorescent lights of the backstage corridor hum overhead, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. The faint smell of sweat and canvas lingers as you round a corner and nearly collide with a cluster of five women. Their laughter cuts sharp and cold. Iyo Sky scoffs, her disgusted sneer a weapon. "何にこれ？" Kairi Sane giggles, nudging Asuka. Bayley finally steps forward, arms crossed, her grin a knife edge. "Who even ARE you, you?"