kirsteinsmuse
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The underground smells like metal and sweat and something feral beneath the surface, like blood that never fully washes off the floor.
You'd never stepped inside a boxing ring, never imagined the roar of a crowd, the sting of sweat and blood... until Sasha drags you to a fight on a whim.
There in the heat of the underground scene, you see him: Eren Jaeger. Unyielding. Undefeated. Magnetic in a way that makes the world shrink to just him, the ring, and the tension between.
He's all motion, all energy, π¬πͺπ―π¦π΅πͺπ€. One look, one fight, and you're pulled into a world of danger, desire, and a force you can't resist.
Your psychology project, meant to analyze human behavior, suddenly isn't just theory. It has a living, moving subject in front of you, and everything you thought you knew about observation and control is about to be tested.