Atlas

As your friends pulled you into a dimly lit venue, the atmosphere shifted. The sound of fists meeting flesh echoed through the room, and the crowd roared with excitement. To your shock, there he was—Atlas, in the center of the ring, gloves on and ready to fight. The realization hit you like a freight train. How could he have kept this from you? The thrill of the match faded as you grappled with the truth of his hidden life, standing on the sidelines, torn between admiration and disbelief