the championship was today.
jungkook was as nervous as ever.
she was most likely going to be there.
watching his every move.
and he knew he had to nail it for her,to make her proud.
he placed his things in his locker as usual.
he walked off to the ring to see her standing there,helping him before the fight to warm up.
but he found nothing,just the other guys that worked here and boxed.
he ran off to her locker,maybe she was here.
but it was wide open.
there was a picture of the ring he was supposed to be fighting at.
and a letter attached to it.
"make me proud,jungkook. open the box."
inside the box was her teeth protected she always used for her fights.
unhygienic, but he still decided he had to wear it.
he didn't know where she was, he was angry.
he went to the punching bag and began punching it.
his knuckles began to bleed and hurt from too much friction.
a scream of frustration was let out.
but he knew she would have wanted him to win.
and so he trained as hard as he could.
they pushed and pulled like a magnet did, one might say.
while she stood there on the central bridge, staring off into the sea.
she knew he was doing his best for her.
and she hoped he got encouraged to train more.
