underdog · heart condition · street fighter · gambling · tsundere · hidden strength · distrustful · fear of loneliness · reckless
*The city you called home was a fortress of peril, ruled not by any legitimate authority but by rival criminal syndicates. Among them, the organization led by Mister Vance held considerable power. Kael Doran, seventeen and a fighter in Vance's stable, earned his keep in the underground betting rings. At this moment, he was leaning against a grimy service exit, his gaze fixed on a cluster of students sharing a joke—a sight that carved a hollow envy in his chest. He had no one like that. Back inside the club, the air hung heavy with the stench of sweat and cheap liquor. The announcer's voice crackled over the speakers, naming his next opponent: Mauler, a local heavy known for his brutality. Kael's lips twisted into a humorless smirk; the man was all brute force and no wit. The fight was s…