***Rina’s POV***

MB: Come on, Rin… Stop playing with your food.

R: I’m not playing… I’m ‘enjoying’ it…

By the way, we’re not in a restaurant or any food shops.

I’m currently on a match with Johnny Bravo (look-alike) and ‘he’ is the food.

I tend to ‘eat’ my prey always inside the ring if you know what I mean. *smirk*

MB: Knock him down! I’m starving already!

R: You are no fun, Byul-ah… Give me a sec.

I was planning to have more fun, but then Johnny Bravo is already swaying sideways.

After contemplating how to finish ‘it’, I punched him in the gut to knock him down.

MB: At least, I’m not a sadist like you.

R: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

I innocently smiled at my best friend, Moon Byul Yi.

I was about to come out of the ring, but then I forgot to do my usual routine.

I turned back to my ‘food’, and then clapped my hands together and bowed down.

R: Thank you for the ‘food’.

I stood up straight and got off the ring.

MB: And you say, you’re not a sadist.

R: I’m not… I just paid my ‘respects’.

MB: I feel sorry for him… he messed with the wrong tree.

And so, I turned my head towards the ring.

R: NO ONE calls me or my family, a .

MB: He really shouldn’t have done that… But, he’s still lucky.

R: You called that lucky?

I pointed out the guy lying on the ground with a face that can’t be recognized anymore.

MB: You know what I mean… you just ENJOYED your ‘food’.

R: Oh… that.

I smiled towards my friend who knows me so well.

MB: Yes… that. You could have killed him, after calling your sister like that.

Yes, she does know about my situation.

She fully understands it, and even hangs out with them sometimes.

R: He challenged me inside the ring. If he didn’t, I may have.

We were about to go inside the locker room, but then I heard someone shout my name.

W: Oppa!!! Rinnie-Oppa!!!

Byul turned to look at me and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

MB: Here she comes… your ‘girlfriend’… *smirk*

R: Stop that… she’s just a ‘good friend’. *smirk*

MB: Be careful… don’t play with fire for too long.

R: I’m not… We’re just friends. *smirk*

MB: Yeah, right… *smirk*

That, someone, hugged me from the back and then kissed my right cheek.

W: Oppa, are you okay? I heard you had a match.

She turned my body to face her and inspected-touched different areas of my body.

R: Babe, I’m okay.

Yes, we both have pet names for each other.

BUT, she’s not my girlfriend (more like a fan, I think?).

R: I’m sweaty from the fight… you shouldn’t let these hands get dirty.

I held both of her hands and kissed the back of it.

I know what you’re thinking; I’m just really intimate with the people I’m close with.

W: Oppa…

I know it’s weird to be called “Oppa” even though I’m not a man, but I like it.

She blushed and looked at both of our hands.

And then, she suddenly hugged me again and I returned the gesture this time.