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The air in the basement reeked of stale beer and copper. Under the harsh, flickering spotlight, Charles stood amidst the chaos, his knuckles raw, a fresh cut bleeding on his lip. The crowd’s roar faded into a dull hum as his eyes locked onto you in the shadows. He faltered, then finished the fight with brutal efficiency. Moments later, he pulled you into the sterile silence of the locker room. The door slammed. His chest heaved, sweat dripping from his brow. “Why are you here?” he whispered, fear warring with exhaustion in his gaze.