𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

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"these are the students who will be staying with us for a few days. they're both from the same class as goh sukjoo from team 3, and they're interested in the bodyguarding business, so the president gave permissions to experiment in our team. please treat them well." the leader of the team introduces the both of you kindly.

"THAT OLD MAN PUT ME IN SCHOOL?????" you keep your expression still, but you cant help the twitch in your eyebrow.

one of the trainees raise their hands, "sir, is this the student who resolved the recent incident with goh sukjoo?"

"he is?"

'ah, is he talking about the incident about that old man's granddaughter being kidnapped?'

"my name is yu ijin."

"i'm ( y/n ) ( l/n )."

your voices sync together, "i'm pleased to make your acquaintance."

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the training begins with a light jog after stretching, with you and ijin at the front of the well organized line.

it was clear they wanted to have the both of you fuck up and embarass yourselves.

"I'm speeding up!" the trainer announces after looking back and meeting eyes with you. "run faster so the line doesn't get messed up!"

"yes sir!"

you regulate your breathing, making sure to take even in and out breaths to reserve your stamina as you keep up with the pace, ijin following the same breathing pattern as you.

the next parts are the basic forms of military training, climbing up the ropes, crawling through a puddle, all the stuff.

sometimes, you take the effort to get ahead, just for some teasing, and sometimes you get bored, purposefully following their pace. it's no different from the training at camp.

finally finishing up with the last sets, you cheer inwardly, and smile at ijin as a habit, wiping your sweat with a towel you'd set aside before beginning.

glancing at the team leader, he seems horrified when he spots the disappointed look to the director, who's been watching from the beginning of training.

"sir." one of your teammates speak, raising a hand, "i heard he played a crucial part in saving miss yuna, so i want to test his skills."

you nearly laugh aloud.

perhaps this man has some kind of masochism kink.

"what? are you saying you want to spar with that high schooler? are you out of your mind?" his voice raises the slightest bit, tone shifting to a tense one.

"ah.."

ijin ignores them as he steps into the sparring platform, "i don't mind."

the leaders sighs, frustratingly scratching his head before giving in and agreeing, "wear some protective gear first."

the said gears are handed out before the two wear them and stepping into the sparring platform once more.

"don't go overboard, alright? especially you."

"yes, sir~ don't worry too much."

you sit along with the other trainees, legs cris-crossed. though you already know the outcome of this fight, it wouldn't hurt to watch the action unfold.