Yn's pov:

So, you might be thinking, this is going to start easily, calmly, in a sweet talk manner right? Well boys and girls, i wish i could bu-

'POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!'

I was punched in the face, my blood and saliva flew in the air, sparkling because of the lightning, but, i didn't gave a damn about it, all i could think was

'YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAH!!!'

The sound of the crowd.

" Go on Yn! " " You can do it tough boy! " " You can't be defeated by a simpleton like him! Come on! "

Aaaah, i live by that.
As the punch made me stumble back, my eyes were closed, but then i directed them to my opponent, a slight smirk growing on my face as i signalized for him to come closer, he did as i told him and 

'FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!'

Charged toward me, fool.

'SWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSH!!!'

As he did a right chop directed to my neck, i just lowered myself and then

'WRAP!'

Wrapped my arms between his legs and on his shoulder, holding him above my head i 

'SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!!!!'

Slammed him against the apron

'Wrap'

Slid my arms under his chin, wrapping them on his neck, i arched my back, lifting him in the air and

'SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSH!!!!'

Smashing his body against the ground with a suplex, i call it 

" THE SWEET KILLA! "

As the guy was struggling to maintain his mind on his head, i looked to the ground

Yn: What you want me to do with him!

" Detonate! Detonate! Detonate! Detonate! "

I placed a hand on one of my ears

Yn: I. Can't. Heaaaaar Yoooooouuu!

" DETONATE! DETONATE! DETONATE!!!! "

I shrugged my shoulders.

Yn: Oh well, you guys asked for it.

'Wrap!'

I wrapped my arms on his body, and this time

Did a very well known

" GERMAN SUPPLEX!!! "

'SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSHHH!!!!'

In which the guy just blacked out, i pinned him on the ground, that's the only rule i don't like about wrestling, if it wasn't for that, it would be perfect, you just come here, beat a guy up and just walk away with some big green ones.

Referee: 1! 2! 3!!!!

'DING! 'DING!' 'DING!'

Well, i just won... Again, nothing to worry.
He raises my hand once again and my smirk grows.

Announcer: The winner is.... YN! LLLLNNNNN!!!!

Well, that was fun.
I walk out of the apron, heading back to the locker room, but before all that, a bunch of people start extending their arms, trying to touch me, some of them even throw some money at me, i smile to them, showing those pearl white ones is a way to gain their hearts right? Well, i bow to some and then head to that nice and silent spot.

Yn: 'Humming' ....

'Flip'

I turn on the lights, and there is...

Tonia: ....

Yn: Oh hey there sugar, how you've been.

Tonia: .... Screw you.

That girl over there is Tonia, old friend of mine, tough one, smart girl, knows how to rumble and packs one mean punch, that's what i call a savage.

Yn: Come on don't be so mean to your lil old friend Yn, i just had a bad fight you know?

Tonia: Yeah, i saw how you brutally massacred that guy, you know that's not ho-

As she was talking, she noticed how i was only combing my hair, it haves to be perfect, otherwise i won't look good for the cameras.

Tonia: WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO LISTEN TO ME?!

Yn: Huh? Oh yeah yeah sure, don't beat up anyone, be a good boy, that sort of thing right?

I had to check on my teeth, felt like something was stuck on there, might be some corn.

'SLAP!'

Yn: ....

She slapped my face so hard that it left a mark.

Yn: Hehe, ouch, you still packing some guns with you huh?

Tonia: ... You're always an idiot, you know that?

Yn: I know, but you love me the way that i am right?

Tonia: Go to hell! 'Sigh' I'm going home.

Yn: .... 'Smile' Alright, take some rest okay?

Tonia: I hope, my back hurts, must have been the "Wind"

Yn: Pffft, that guy named a slam "Wind"? What a tacky name.

Tonia: Yeah yeah, but it still hurts like a normal slam.

Yn: .... Ah-

Before i could say anything, Tonia just head out, i was left there alone...

Yn: 'Sigh' Can't cry for spilled milk... ?

'Knock' 'Knock'

Yn: 'Pheeew' 

I fixed myself real quick, i open the door and what i see is simply a babe, or if you want to say it in a better way, a journalist.

Journalist: H-Hello M-Mr. Ln, m-mind if we ask you some questions?

She was obviously a newbie, but what can i say except that i'm a people's person?

Yn: Well, i was going out to do some works, but i can find some time on my agenda.

Journalist: O-Oh! Thank you very much, we will wait fo-

Yn: Wait? Come on! Let's talk now.

Journalist: R-Really?! T-Thank you!

Yn: Everything for my fans!

I point my fingers to her while smiling, ooooh? Is that a blush i see? Heh, knew it would work.

Journalist: So, Mr. Ln, i would like to ask you, how you started in the pro-wrestling scene?

Yn: Hmmm, i shouldn't be saying this.... Buuuut

Relaxing on my seat, i look at her and smile.

Yn: If you give me your number, i might reveal some dirty little secrets i have.

Journalist: U-Uhmmm, i-i have a boyfriend.

Yn: ....

Well that was unexpected, i ain't a physician, but that was a very low move by my side.

Yn: Crap, oh well 'Shrug' Can't be so bad to vent with someone right? So, where can i start?.... Hmmmm.... Oh, i know.

The journalist was ready to write everything i was about to talk, and just in case she couldn't, she had a recorder with her.

Yn: Well, it all started with...

Agnis