Akira Bessho
JayJay walked into the arena, taking a big ol' rip of his JUUL and exhaling vapor with a lazy sigh. "Dude... This is fuckin' wild..." JayJay had arrived here, with a weird sense that he'd have to fight before he was allowed to leave. But who was to be his opponent? "Let's-" JayJay took a moment to pause and hit his JUUL again before continuing, "-see who's gonna be my opponent." With a small grin, JayJay adjusted his cap which read "SUPREME" on it. His shirt also read Supreme. Even his shoes were Supreme'd up. JayJay's attire just screamed "I'm four year old social commentary". Even so, his eyes were hard, his gaze wary. This wasn't just some dank meme, m'dudes. This was that real shit.