⇥ underdog || v-hit / how to fight

ch. ¹|| rumi.

( y/n ) ( l/n ).

the most infamous fighter underground. where countless criminals lurked in the dark, waiting for the right moment to pounce on their prey.

she was known for being able to adjust and fight against any type of fighter whether it was a slugger, an outboxer, an infighter, or a grappler.

she was also known for her brutal ways of defeating her opponents.

with her fights usually ending up with a crippled opponent or a permanent scar left for the opponent to remember their defeat.

most people would be disqualified if they were to cripple any of their opponents, but this was the underground.

rules were not enough to bound people.

a sigh escaped through the ( color ) lips of ( y/n ), her eyes looking down at the view of the underground city through the glass walls of her apartment.

'how long has it been since i ran away to here?' she questioned herself, swirling the glass of wine on her palm.

her ( e/c ) eyes watched the red colored liquor swirl around the glass, before bringing it to her lips and took a sip.

"hey ( y/n ), didn't you live in korea? so much shit's been happening there." qurie spoke out, his oddly pink colored eyes looking towards his friend.

the said girl turned around to face qurie, an eyebrow raised as she nodded. "why? what's happening there?" she asked, frowning.

"okay, so you know how there's a shit ton of streamers right? there's this one dude who's recently growing and his name's 'how to fight' or 'v-hit'. he's been exposing the asshole streamers and fighting them! first was some dude everyone saw as nice and turns out he's an absolute asshole. that was a few months ago though. and there's this newtube channel that recently exposed this beauty newtuber saying she's been doing illegal shit." he rambled on, the grin never leaving his lips.

( y/n ) stayed silent, thinking as she stared at her rambling friend. "what's the name of the beauty newtuber?" she questioned, genuinely curious. although she had not been in korea for a few years, she did miss the country.

"uh- i think it was rumi or something? people are treating her like shit, it's almost pitiful." qurie snickered like a highschool girl gossiping.

the ( h/l ) girl froze, anger beggining to seep in her veins. "what's the name of the channel that sniped rumi?" she asked, balling her fists as her jaw clenched.

"onepunch tv, why?" qurie asked, this time raising an eyebrow as he looked at his friend. his eyes widened at her pissed expression, her eyes narrowed as she glared at nothing.

"book the earliest flight to korea."

"y-yes ma'am.."

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"what the fuck do you mean it's tomorrow?! i need to get to south korea today!" ( y/n ) raged, slamming her hands down on the table.

"i dont know! the past flight today already left! so you gotta wait till tomorrow!" qurie answered back, an irritated expression on his face.

"fuck!" ( y/n ) yelled out, a frustrated expression on her face as she paced back and forth in the room. she entangled her fingers between her hair and pulled, curses spilling out of her mouth.

"why do you care so much about rumi anyway?" qurie asked, an eyebrow raised. he'd been friends with the girl for several years and she was definitely not the type to worry about newtubers.

( y/n ) stopped in her steps, debating whether if it was a good idea to tell qurie the truth or not. the man was as ruthless as she was, and he was often unpredictable and did things rashly.

the male knew what went on his friend's head as a sigh escaped his lips. "i won't do anything dumb, and if i do, you'll get to beat me up till you're satisfied."

the female nodded, not caring too much whether it was a lie or not, because the second he allowed her to beat him, she would be as merciless as she wished to be. "rumi's a childhood friend."

qurie choked on air, staring wide-eyed at his friend. "childhood friend that you haven't seen in over- what? five years? six years?" he growled.

"..five and a half years actually." the girl answered back, a sweat dropping from her chin.

qurie sighed, crossing his arms, "i don't get you sometimes."

( y/n ) didn't bother answering as she sat down on her couch, a sigh escaping her own lips. she staired at the ceiling, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the quietness.

but her enjoyment quickly turned to worry as her thoughts shifted towards rumi. ( y/n ) knew for a fact that rumi would be the type to think naively and turn up to public places to simply say 'oh! the allegation that i did illegal stuff is a lie' and think that people would believe it.

she prayed to god that rumi didn't go outside of her home, she prayed that no one was harassing her bestfriend, and she prayed that she was still smiling.

she nervously digged her nail into the skin of her hands as she bit the inside of her cheek, her right leg beginning to bounce uncontrollably.

'god. please be safe."