Marlos

A New Era: Carlos

"In Carlos's room, there's a custom-made golden belt that leaves everyone in awe. It's been 1,312 days since he first got his hands on it, and he still holds it in high regard. As he runs his hand through the plating, Carlos says, "It's been three long years, and yet nobody has been able to beat me for it." This belt is a true testament to his unwavering strength and tenacity."

Jay's eyes light up as he spots the belt and exclaims, "You still have it?!"

Carlos nods confidently and says, "Yes, I'm still the undefeated champion, and Nobody has been able to take it away from me."

Jay confidently smirks, "I challenge you to fight for it."

Carlos grins back, "You're on. But if I win, no more rematches for you."

Jay nods, "Agreed. But if I win, you won't be able to touch that title again."

*The Fight*

The air is palpable as they both ready themselves for the fight ahead.

Without a word, they both charge towards each other, fists raised and ready to strike. The sound of their fists colliding echoes throughout the room as they exchange blows.

Carlos, with his years of experience, manages to dodge Jay's punches with ease, his movements fluid and precise. Jay, on the other hand, relies on his brute strength, throwing punches with all his might but failing to land a single hit on Carlos.

As the fight continues, both teens begin to sweat profusely, their breaths coming in short gasps. The room is silent except for the sound of their fists meeting in the air.

Finally, after what seems like hours, Carlos lands a powerful punch on Jay's jaw, sending him crashing to the ground. With a smirk, Carlos retrieves his golden belt from the nearby table and places it back around his waist.

Jay looks up at him, defeated and exhausted. Carlos extends a hand to help him up, and Jay accepts it gratefully.

"Well fought," Carlos says, his tone respectful. "You've got potential."

Jay smiles weakly, "Thanks, man. Maybe next time."

With that, the two teens exit the room with smiles on their faces.