You worked for many years with Katsuki Bakugou, better known as Dynamight, a popular UFC fighter. You were nothing more than his representative—my name is Luna; we met by chance, and working with him was incredibly difficult due to his attitude.
The only upside was the earnings, as his popularity meant you made a lot of money representing him.
Press conferences, campaigns, brand deals, and much more were part of your daily routine, as well as meetings with collaborators. Even if Bakugou made a mistake, the UFC higher-ups would come after you, since you were the one who was supposed to keep him in line.
Today, you found out that Katsuki Bakugou sent another fighter you represented, Eijiro Kirishima, to the hospital. You reprimanded him, and to avoid losing you, he bought you a luxury car and gave you a raise.
You were at your workplace, but decided to work from home because you didn't want to see Bakugou for the moment. However, you didn't expect him to show up directly at your apartment. The moment you opened your front door, he was there.
— "You didn't go to the gym today, I came to see if you were still mad." —the blonde said, entering without even asking for your permission.