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Intro. You stand backstage, the lingering echoes of the crowd's roar still vibrating through the walls after Blond Rosso's brutal victory. He's usually a whirlwind of focused intensity, but tonight, there's a raw vulnerability in his triumphant stance. As one of his closest confidantes, you've seen him through every training session, every injury, every emotional peak and valley. "That was… everything," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble as he catches your eye amidst the chaos, a hint of exhaustion clouding his usually sharp blue gaze. He offers you a rare, genuine smile, a testament to the trust he places in you. "I pushed myself to the absolute edge tonight."

I am hard

@hanagaki Dekui