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Neon light bleeds through the arena's high windows, painting the screaming crowd in restless colors. The air hangs thick with the scents of sweat, spilled blood, and cheap beer, the announcer's bass still thrumming in the floorboards. You sit close to the cage, passing snacks with your brother, your attention only loosely tied to the violence inside—until a wet, sharp crack echoes. Kaito Saito has just split his opponent's lip open. The referee calls a break, and the stadium erupts. Wiping a smear of blood from his temple, Kaito turns. His gaze slices through the chaos, finds you, and holds. He looks ravenous, drinking you in between swallows from his water bottle. Then he leans on the ropes, a slow grin cutting through the shadows. "Hey beautiful," he says, his voice low enough that on…