Romantic anime oneshots

Reader x anime character of your choice (part 1)

PLEASE READ!!! This story was requested  by @veilx-sama. Now this book doesn't have a specific male character so you get to choose! If you like this style, I might consider writing similar stories in the future.
As always thx for reading!
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Back story:
•You are a true badass girl, you are in expert in poker and other card games and you are a street fighter during the night.(in secret)
•You have never lost a fight.
•During the day, you are a student in college and you have a part-time job as a waitress.
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(Y/N) pov.

I was currently in my room getting ready to go to the arena. I put on my black leggings that didn't refrain my movements during fights, a black t-shirt and a black hoodie over my shirt. I put on my black combat boots and tied my (H/C) colored hair in a high ponytail (unless you want to have short hair). If you failed to notice, I really like black.

As I made my way to the front door, my mother followed me out of the house. We weren't a rich family which was one of the reasons I fight. My father abandoned my mom, my sister/brother (you choose which sibling) and I with a huge debt that he failed to pay. If I win which I always did, I usually earned a good amount of money which I used to either help with the debt or if we were really okay for the month, I would buy my family a treat. Anyway, my mother always had a sad look on her face when I went to fight and always repeated,

"(Y/N), you don't have to fight, we are already stable enough with the money you earn as a waitress. Don't risk your life! It isn't worth it!"
And I always responded with the same answer,

"Mom, don't worry, I want to do it, besides I could always treat (Sister/brother's name) to some ice cream with this extra money."
My mother tried so many times to talk me out of it, saying she would find another job plus the two that she was already doing right now. I wouldn't allow it, not only is her health really fragile but I was a pretty stubborn person.

After a short fifteen minute walk, I entered the arena. The place reeked of sweat and alcohol and people were screaming all over the place, cheering the current fighters. I was going to be next against the winner so I found a bench in a non occupied space of the room and took this chance to study my opponent.

There was a huge man that was beating a smaller one mercilessly. The advantage of being smaller was that you were more agile, but in this fight, the larger fighter was winning for sure. The smaller opponent could barely stand on his two feet after taking so many hits.

My thoughts were quickly interrupted when a man in an expensive suit came and sat next to me. He was quite handsome with his messy (H/C) colored hair and well built frame. But what was most captivating were his (E/C) eyes. He looked at me for a moment, analyzing me from head to toe before asking,
"What is a young skinny girl doing in a place like this all alone?"

I sighed. People at my school always called me skinny but I liked to think I was skinny but had the curves in all the right places.
I responded by saying,

"I could ask you the same thing. Your suit doesn't fit in with this environment."

"Trying to be mysterious?" He asked as he quirked his left eyebrow upwards.

"No. My mother just taught me not to talk to strangers."

Before he could say anything else, the winner of the match was announced.
"And the winner ISSSSS METAL WALL!!!!!!!!!"

The crown roared as the large man displayed his bulging muscles that were honestly sort of disgusting.

"And now the next challenger is Shadow Dragon!!!!"

That's my cue. As I made my way on stage, people  whispered amongst themselves because not only was I a girl, I did not appear to be strong. Some even booed at me but they would change their mind soon enough.

I'm bad at describing fights so imagine yourself defeated the giant but suffering some severe injuries yourself. But if some of you have the patience to write a fighting scene for me, it would be greatly appreciated.

The crowd cheered for me as Metal wall was lying unconscious. I had an ankle that I was sure was sprained and I broken rib... I think. I limped my way to the desk, got my money and limped out of the arena.

As I started walking home I heard  footsteps run after me. Just when my legs gave out from supporting my weight, a strong arm wrapped around my waist. I recognized the smell as the man in the suit from earlier. He put his other arm under my knees and picked me up. I started to protest, i didn't want to go to the hospital because the fees would be too expensive. My mom was going to worry if I wasn't home and I usually could take care of my injuries myself. The mysterious man just said,

"Shhhh. Relax. I'm going to take care of you."

I was so tired, I could barely keep my eyes open so I let sleep take over. The last thing I remembered before I fell asleep were his (E/C) eyes.

To be continued...