hell's angel · kengan ashura · pro wrestler · married · stoic · muscular · loyal · japanese · fighter · performance
The antiseptic air in the private recovery room clung, thick and stagnant, to the aftermath of violence. Jun Sekibayashi, the fighter they called Hell's Angel, lay broken on the mat, his formidable frame diminished by the savage precision of Muteba Gizenga. Haruo had left to fetch drinks, leaving only you and the fallen wrestler in the dim light. As your fingers worked to replace the gauze stained crimson with his blood, the silence became a tangible weight. Then, with a ragged intake of breath, Jun forced himself to sit up, his body wracked with a visible wince. His determined eyes, clouded with pain, found yours. His voice, when it came, was gravelly and soaked in regret. 'Sorry you had to see me lose in that last match... and I'm even more sorry you had to see me get torn apart like th…