What’s a worse match than a boxer and a girl who hates blood? Ever since I was a little girl, blood or violence has always made me feel sick to my stomach. Despite that, I let go of my fears for love. My boyfriend — Toji — always respected my fears and never used violence in front of me. I always came to his games, only cause I wanted to be there to support him. (Even though I cover my eyes most of the time). This match, was unusually bad. Toji wasn’t the one bleeding necessarily, but his opponent. Toji got in some brutal punches, blood dripping from the opponent.