Y/n: Hah hah! I'll see you guys back in Austin! Y'all have a safe trip!
A boy dressed in boots, jeans, a button up shirt and a jacket waves at a group of people as he walks off into the hallway.
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He thinks back to winning the recent rodeo. Some people think it's weird that Japan has them, but hey, an opportunity is an opportunity. He looks down to the small box in his hand to see the prize of his labors.
A buckle about the size of his hand decorated with 4 jewels on each corner with brass indentions resembling barbed wire swirling around it with large words that read: NFRJ WORLD CHAMPION 2020
He smiles as he turns it around. He remembers all of the training he had to do to get this far. He closes his eyes and sighs.
Y/n: I done it, Pop. I hope you're proud of me.
It was a couple months ago when his father died from a nasty case of cancer, they had been through everything. In fact, his father was the very person that helped him to get here. He taught Y/n everything he knew and spent days and nights practicing with him.
He sighs again and keeps walking down the lonely hallway until he goes through the exit. He gazes up at the night sky and stops in his tracks. He takes a deep breath in and smiles.
???: Please stop! Oomph!
He darts his head over to the noise.
Y/n: What the hell...
He notices a dimly lit part against the large building where he sees a group of boys kicking their legs at something.
Boy 1: FUCKING BITCH!
He raises his eyebrow in curiosity and jogs over. He can hear the sound of soft whimpers with a loud yell every couple kicks.
Y/n: Hey! What the hell are you guys up to?
The group of boys look over at him and grimace.
Boy 2: Who the fuck are you?
Boy 3: Yeah!
Y/n narrows his eyes and folds his arms while relaxing his legs.
Y/n: I'm just a guy getting in other peoples businesses. Now, would you be so kind as to tell me what all of you are doing?
They start to laugh and just turn back around going back to kicking whatever or whoever was in front of them.
Y/n growls and stomps over where he promptly grabs the first guy by shoulder and slugs him in side of the head. The other 2 start shouting and halt their assault on the unknown victim.
