A Superstar

Haruto stepped into the ring, his steps steady and deliberate. The crowd roared, and the lights overhead seemed brighter than usual, making his sharp features even more striking. 

He rolled his shoulders, exhaling slowly as he took his position, eyes locked on his opponent. The guy was bigger, bulkier, but Haruto didn't look fazed.  

From the black box, Akane leaned against the railing, practically bouncing on her toes as she watched. 

"Go, Haruto! Show him who's boss!" Akane cheered, practically bouncing in place.

Her grin stretched wide as her eyes tracked his every move, shining with excitement.  

"Did you see that entrance? He looks so cool!" she gushed, her energy filling the black box.

Her enthusiasm was infectious, drawing amused glances from the others in the room. 

Erika walked over to stand beside her.  "Well, of course, he does," Erika said with a knowing smile. "He's on a ten-win streak, after all."