A R M I N O
She was the epitome of perfection. Blonde hair, blue eyes, legs that never ended and an impeccable fashion taste.
He was the epitome of affliction. Jet black hair, damaged eyes, ink marring his body and a passion to fight.
Yet, she...
Adrianna Novak had lost her brother in these rings three years ago, she had no business being here but she found herself returning every week to watch someone who reminded her so much of him.
Caelen Armino.
Or as they knew him in the grounds, Cobra.
She watched, mesmerised as he moved with the grace of a tiger, striking effortlessly and pinning a man two times his size onto the cold ground.
He once again, raised his fists in victory and grinned maniacally at the crowds, roaring into the night.
As always, she was just a silent bystander, admiring his flaws from afar. At the grounds and school alike. She'd always found him alluring, a breath of fresh air from the common multitude of boys she was accustomed to seeing and being with.
She pushed past the groups of burly men that surrounded her when he got off the platform, making her way to the manhole.
Cobra had won, she had no business here now.
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To Nova, my bird, who stopped breathing at 4 pm on 26/1/17. I love you.You will never be forgotten.
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