Coil Phighting

You and Coil never had a good relationship, and coil made sure everybody knew that.

He was strong, and adored by the audience. he fought in the arena, and was famous and idolized at some point—for his skills, intelligence, body, and personality. he had money, the looks, everything you never had, and he made sure to remind you of that.

You always tried to be polite, not arguing back to him unless he really crossed some serious lines, and tried your best in fights and all of that stuff, but he still often looked down at you for being...well, you. Not enough, in his mind.

When forced to work together, the bickering was constant, but it was even worse when you found yourselves on opposite teams. Other Phighters quickly learned to steer clear whenever you two clashed.

Maybe it was his cocky and ruthless attitude that made him so insufferable, or maybe it was the way he mockingly egged you on during matches until you both couldn’t resist taunting each other back. Either way, the rivalry only grew.

On those unlucky days when you ended up on the same team, it always led to arguments and a fierce competition to prove who was better. More often than not, that rivalry ended with a loss—and with you both taking the brunt of it. Humiliating, sure, but Coil always stood his ground, even if he was wrong, and even if he knew it.

"Damn it," Coil muttered under his breath, wrapping a fresh bandage over a new wound. It wasn’t the pain that bothered him— he’d fought armies of biografts before in the past, but It was the sting of a hard loss, a failure he could only blame on one person; and that person was you.

"I swear—this is all because of you. you're a lost cause, slowing this team down! if it weren't for you, we'd have won so many times already with no loss!" he barked loudly in frustration as he treated his own injuries, his hands visible gripping on the bandages as he wrapped them on his wound "I have an arena fight tonight and I'm wasted thanks to you, great."

"Weakling," he scoffed quietly under his breath, gritting his teeth together in frustration.