Lady Torment vs. Jovce Koprov - Sunshine in a scary place

The AFW brand's circuits would have various sideshows and other arenas and ring types for all kinds of matches and fights. It was pretty much one of their big selling points; whatever kind of match you want, you'll find it. For example, the match that will be covered here occured in a smaller arena, with a large blue mat (roughly 15m x 15m in size)  surrounded by waist high black barriers. There was seating for a small audience (roughly 75-100 people), a small commentators booth, and a sound system clearly for blasting whoever's theme music that walks in.

As the audience had settled into their seats for this small show, the audience would turn to look at the entrance corridor for the fighters to take, with the commentators proceeding to give out the announcement:

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for being here for this humble little show we have prepared for you all today! We hope your tickets investment will be worth it, because we have a doozy episode for you today!"

The cameramen would pan the shot towards the entrance corridor, as the commentator went on, "Weighing in at 135 pounds, and 165 centimeters tall, the sunshine that shines from Ohrid, Macedonia, comes to shine upon us all today! GIVE IT UP FOR JOVCE KOPROV!"

Small as the audience was, their applause was nonetheless quite loud as they all turned to look at the entry of the coming man.

Jovce Koprov was a young man from a country called North Macedonia, he was always into wrestling and was excited to wrestle. His theme song play and the young man makes his entrance with enthusiasm so high that he looked like a person with ADHD mainly because he was but that is beside the point. He enters the "ring" and goes to his corner.

As Jovce took his position and the applause died down, with some quickly being infatuated with the young man's handsome looks, the audience turned their heads back towards the entrance corridor. The commentator raised his mic, and he only managed to say, "And now, his opponent-" before the lights went out, causing some commotion among the audience. The commentator said, "What the..." as the lights stayed out for at least 6 seconds, before they heard some faint noise of someone moving on the mat.

The lights turned on, the sound system then started playing a rather creepy musicbox music.

Spoiler:

And the audience gasped as sitting on the mat, was a woman. Her long blonde hair hid her face, but as the musicbox's tunes went on, her head moved with the tune, moving jerkily, and then she herself slowly started to stand up, like a broken toy. As the woman stood up, she flipped her hair backwards, revealing her masked face.

The opponent:

She raised a hand up to her face, seemingly observing the young man head to toe, before letting out a small giggle.

"Hehehe...."

Jovce would look at his opponent
" Holy shit she's tall. "
He said to himself as he stretches out. He waves at her and introduced himself.
" Hello I am Jovce, nice to meet you! "
He said.

Torment's head craned itself by some degrees clockwise, seemingly looking down at the hand the joyful person was stretching out to her. She then looked back at Jovce, the clear height difference between the two becoming clear as she stood almost a head taller than the Macedonian man. Not to mention, the two looked different as night and day.

Nonetheless, Torment let out some giggles as she brought her own hand up, taking Jovce's, and shaking it, and then swinging the handshake rather playfully, her chuckles being rather audible. She was putting a lot of energy into the handshake, maybe too much.

Jovce smiles and gets ready for the match ahead of him. He waits for the bell to ring and decided to talk to his opponents.
" Let's have fun okay! I'll be going all out. "

As they let go of hands, Torment slowly backed up, her hand raising up to her hand as her face leaned into it. She only remained observing him like a hawk, seemingly, and gave another little chortle as she herself seemed to wait for the big bell to come.

And after a short moment, as both fighters were in their corners, the bell rang, punctuated by the commentators yelling "AND HERE WE GO!"

Torment stayed in her postion of her face leaning into her hand, as she took a slow step forward towards Jovce.

Jovce would be in his corner as the bell rang. He would let out a soft sigh and approach the tall woman.
" I'm going to win this. "
He said to himself as he meets her in the middle of the ring. He goes for the first move of the night and tackle her down onto the mat.

Torment stayed in her stationary position, seemingly waiting for the boy to make his move. As Jovce approached, her entire posture betrayed not even a light fidget or sway. It really seemed almost statue-like. Once Jovce made his move trying to tackle her, Torment in a quick blur, sidestepped him. For how tall she was, that was rather quick movement from her!

Her mask had turned to look at him but her entire body still remained facing the direction it was earlier.

Jovce was a little creep out by that but didn't let it get to him. He would tackle her down and started to play with her breast.
" I'm going to win this so please stay down. "
He asked her kindly, as he was taught never to disrespect anyone.