Dont judge a book by its cover.

Daisuke almost sighed as he walked about in the ring, bouncing on the balls of his toes while cranking up the pressure in the torture rack. He simply played around with this new rookie, putting up the pressure on her back as he chooses. "Go on then, do it already" he smirked feeling his victory was almost assured at this point.

His body glistened off sweat under the gym lights as he held his toned opponent in the air and soon it came, her hand began to tap his shoulder and he soon acknowledged. " Well then, there we have it kid. Guess we know who the better wrestler here is? Just stay out of my ring next time" he chuckled in arrogance before releasing his opponent, dropping her down on her back.

The wrestling prince still stalked her downed frame, adjusting his briefs as he looked down on her. He moved away to grab her one piece suit, tossing it over her body " Hmph"he simply stated before moving towards the ropes to make his way out.

Hiroko gasped as she was dumped unceremoniously from her opponent's shoulders and right onto her tender back. Whimpering, she writhed on the mat, clutching her back. Naturally, Daisuke didn't waste the opportunity to make her feel even worse. She squeezed her eyes shut in shame, trying to block out his presence. She wiped the sweat from her brow, trying to push herself up in a sitting position. Then Daisuke contemptuously tossed her swimsuit on top of her.  Clutching it to her chest to cover herself up she glared at him as he went to walk out of the ring.

"You... I won't forget this!" Hiroko's hands curled into fists. Normally, Hiroko wasn't one to bear a grudge. But Daisuke had been nothing but vile to her, humiliating her and cruelly dismantling her in the ring. She wanted nothing more in the world at that moment than to get stronger so she could make him eat his words.