The next night, Valerie walks among the bodyguards leading Daesung to the ring. They were in a underground arena, loads of people surround the ring in their seats. Shes guided to the corner where his team is setup, taking a spot next to his trainer. She had seen some of his fights before, none this close. Daesung enters the ring and begins to do some warmups. A bright smile on his face, bigger than usual cause of her. He went to his corner and gave a little wave towards her. She shook her head in disbelief, yet waved back.

You wouldn't think that this man would have a reputation of knocking out his opponents at every fight. Sending some to the hospital.

Once his opponent entered the ring, the announcer called for the start of the match and the bell rung. Both fighters got into their offensive and defensive positions. The opponent threw the first punch. Daesung dodges it effortlessly. The fight continues with them throwing jabs and kicks at eachother. Daesung landing several hits while the other landed a few. Valerie watched as the younger moved around the ring, how stable he is. He has a look of concentration on his face, studying every move of the other fighter.

The way his muscles moves was like art, every flex and strain with each punch. His abdominal muscles moving with each dodge and turn. She almost wishes she had her sketchbook on hand. Such a sweet looking demenor during the day hides how powerful he can be at night.

The fight went on for an hour, Daesung covered in a few bruises while the other looks worse for wear. The younger lands a few more hard jabs to the others body and face and he is down for the count. The referee checked on the fallen fighter and calls for a knockout. People cheer as Daesung is announced the winner. Valerie claps and cheers for him as he exits the ring. He approaches her and pulls her into a hug.

"That was amazing! How are you feeling?" She shouts over the noise of the audience.

She gently trails her fingers over the bruise around his eye, a small cut above his eyebrow. He smiles as he holds her by the waist.

"I'm fine, nothing too bad this time. Some ice and a few bandages should do. Though a little makeup should cover this bruise for us to go to dinner." He chuckles.

His trainer breaks them apart so they could head backstage to mend him. She follows behind as they are