A/N : Plz read till the end because there will be a video attached to this chp.

Closing your eyes, you lower yourself deeper into the hot water that swirls in your bathtub. Your body clenching and relaxing as the hot water kisses your skin.

You groan, trying not to think about the negative stuff that's happened, but when your eyes fall to your bruised hands, your mind replays the scene like a movie.

FLASHBACK

Strutting out down the pathway with your fans chanting your name, you pull the hood of your robe over your head as you bob your head up and down with the entry music.

You had always been known as one to make an impacting entrance, and you made sure to live up to that. Still in your baggy t-shirt and shorts, you pull it off you when you reach the point where they apply the pain reducing gel over your face.

Placing the mouth guard in your mouth, you glance at Jungkook who was standing in the front row, clapping his hands with his usual serious exterior, sending you nothing but a nod before you enter the ring.

You bend your neck from side to side, cracking the joints easily before doing the same thing with your knuckles. Taking your place on one side of the ring, your eyes lock gazes with your opponent who sent you an intimidating glare from her side.

The announcer picks up the mic, beginning his introduction.

"From the blue corner, we have the unbreakable Jeon Titanium Y/N, the current lightweight female champion of the world!"

The crowds go crazy, chanting your name. Your opponent glared at you, her blonde hair and icy blue eyes piercing through you. She was incredibly fair, her skin white as snow and had a smaller build than you.

You smirk, wondering how this loser of an opponent could do anything to you.
"With her pretty little face, she won't last a round in this fight."
You thought, beginning to loosen up, already predicting that you would win the match.

"And from the red corner, we have the challenger, Park 'Flames' Nari who has never held the title before!"

Chuckling, you decide to brew up some drama. Walking to the center of the ring, you point at her and bring your finger to your throat, sliding it from the left to right, sending her a wink after you're done, only adding the fuel to the fire of fans you had in the stadium.

The referee steps in and says,
"Now, y'all know the rules. Play fair and no bad language. Go!"

You go in with the first jab to her body, hitting her in the abdomen with a grunt. Moving away from you with her hands still up in defense, you roll your eyes.
"She's boring too."
Your arrogant thoughts flashing through your mind chips away at your defense, your cocky attitude building in its place.

"Come on!" You say, spreading your arms out, taunting her. No matter how much you taunted her, the glare and permanent defense remained unwavering on her apart from the few shallow punches she tried to throw out.

The horn that concluded the second round sounded as you stomp over to the corner and your coach walks up to you along with other assistants.
"What the fuck man? This bitch is gonna get me old with the way she's moving."
"Y/N you-"
"None of our faces are dented a bit and after two rounds, one would expect swollen eyes and dripping blood from cuts!"

"Listen to me goddamn it. Just knock her out and this will be done with."
Staring at the girl who was doing the same back at you but occasionally nodded as her coach continued speaking to her, you smirk and shake your head.

"Nah. I'm gonna play with this toy for a bit."
Your coach grits his teeth but before he could say further, the bell rings and you get up immediately as the referee forces the coaches from both teams out of the ring.

"Do what I told you to Y/N!" The coach yells on his way out but you brush his meaningless words away, rolling your shoulders and approaching the girl with the continuous chanting of your name in the background.

This time, the girl seemed sturdier and ready as her movements became energetic, like a switch had been turned on inside her. She jumps up and down and you lunge forward, aiming for a heavy blow to her cheek.

To your shock, she ducks and retaliates with an uppercut, getting you under your chin as you fell on your back, stunned.
But as a boxer, you've been trained to get yourself up off the ground even if you're half awake.

Pushing yourself up and squinting your eyes open and shut, you shake your head vigorously in an attempt to eradicate the dizzy feeling.

You see her running towards you and you move to the side, kicking her in the leg, tripping her as you take the opportunity to climb on top of her, your legs on each side of her waist as you land punch after punch to her face till the blood starts flowing out of her nose.

The match isn't over until the referee pulls you two away but your cocky self thinks that victory is yours as you get off her, walking around the ring with your hands balled into fists thrown in the air as you screamed in victory.

You were too focused on your so called 'win' that you didn't notice your coach and assistants screaming their heads off for you to turn around and that it wasn't over yet. Your eyes meet Jungkook's to find his hands cupped around his mouth, yelling for you to turn around.

Now, you knew that Jungkook never let out much emotions during your fights or at all really, so your now rapidly beating heart increases as you turn around to see the girl standing right behind you.

It all happened so fast. She lifted her leg, kicking you in the chest, knocking the air out of your lungs as you stumble backwards towards the fence. Using the window of opportunity, with all her force, she lands a jawbreaking blow to your face and that's all it took for your mind to spin into oblivion.

Your entire body going limp, you just collapse as you hit the fence, your body sliding down like a rag doll that had been dropped by a child.

You couldn't see anything, thoughts and emotions flying through your malfunctioning mind like bullets through tissue, the sounds of betraying fans now screaming, chanting her name as the realization of what just happened hits you.

You lost.

You lost in the most humiliating way possible.. a knockout by a nobody.

Your precious belt now given into the hands of the rookie that managed to use brains over brawn, a complete humiliation at the fact that you were the brawn.

The last thing you saw was the disappointed face of your elder brother disappear into the crowd and walking out the door before everything plummeted into darkness.

A/N: Ok so, I thought that visualizing the final knockout might help you guys a little so I have the video here, it's 25 secs only so go for it!