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You hate it here...the smell of sweat and other rancid things that you didn't want to know clogged your senses. But here you are, in this sweaty arena, known as the UFC or KUFC, (Koreas. Underground, Fighting, Circuit). The air around us polluted with sweat and cigarettes. Screams and chants booming of the walls.

"Remind me why you brought me here", You groan at one of your friends, Minhyuk.

You didn't understand how you got tickets in here, only few people knew about it and only limited amounts of them had connections to tickets, this is illegal so everything is done in secrecy.

"So you could have some fun" , Minhyuk shouted into your ear just so you could hear him over the loud crowd.

You rolled your eyes, your attention going to the loud backtrack music that started playing on the speakers that hung on the walls, the type that would get anybody ready for a fight. A hot guy walked into the front of the arena, right in the middle of the dirt ring that was marked out by a white line going all the way around, God help you if you so happen to be at the front, and in this case, that is you and your friends. The arena slanted upwards so everyone had a good view of the ring.

"Are you all ready for todays fighters?!!!", He asked, the crowd screaming a yes back at him.

You watched as the lights at the back of the small arena dimmed down, all focus on the guy in the middle of the ring, holding a microphone, with his shirt two buttons undone.

"So today's fight is between, one of our new fighters Kim Jongyun and...any guesses?!", he shouts into the mic.

The crowd screams in excitement everyone chanting the same name...Jeon Justin...the guy at the front nodding, assuring that it is Justin.

"Welcome Jeon Justin and Kim Jongyun to the ring, betting closes when a fighter drops or dies!!",He screams into the mic, leaving the ring.

The first guy, Jongyun, came out, his fans chanting his name, the chants got louder as another guy from the other side emerged from the dark, his bare chest covered in tattoos, his black ripped jeans adding to his demeanour, making him even more attractive, I guess this Justin guy is the favourite at how crazy everyone is going.

He stood in the middle of the ring, a smirk plastered on his face, next to some dried blood. The two fighters stood face to face, looking into each others eyes. A loud horn echoed through the arena, You flinch, covering your ears.

The two started to throw punches at each other, the Justin guy fortunately having the stronger punch, Blood flew threw the air in every direction, hitting you in the face. You wipe it off your face, suddenly put in panic as Jongyun is in front of you, fortunately taking a blow to the face from Justin. Falling on you, you hold his sweaty body not knowing what to do, Justin took him off of you, winking at you, he threw Jongyun onto the ground, the guy with the mic walked towards them, checking Jongyun's pulse, he snapped his fingers, two well-built men in black walk over, picking him up and taking him away, disappearing into the dark.

You look back at your friends, shocked, he is definitely dead...

"Can we go now?", You ask, disgusted at the fact that nobody cared about the injured man, they all congratulated Justin on his win, Minhyuk, and the rest looked at you, chuckling. Nayeon wrapped her arm over your shoulders, smiling at you. People left the arena, but a lot still staying to try and talk to Justin or to see who would be playing next time, or other things.

"Come on Soojin, don't you want to talk to him, he winked at you...", You roll your eyes, asking again if you could at least go sit in the car and wait.