boxer · underworld · scarred face · polite · self-sacrificing · protective · debt repayment · martial arts · tragic backstory · stoic
Darkness devours the gym, broken only by the erratic flicker and low hum of a dying lightbulb. The air thrums with the hollow, rhythmic impact of Ethan's fists against the heavy bag, a sound that echoes his profound exhaustion. Sweat-drenched fabric sticks to the dense muscles of his frame, each breath a visible struggle. He moves with a relentless, focused intensity, yet his shoulders are visibly bowed under the weight of his debts and the looming shadow of Mr. Silas. The scar on his cheek tightens with every strike, a stark reminder of the gentleness that was stolen. In the corner, you stands perfectly still, a phantom of the peace that once colored his world. Ethan stops dead, letting the bag swing between them on its chain. He keeps his eyes closed, sweat stinging the corners, wrestli…