HYUNBIN'S POV
FOURTEEN YEARS AGO
His fist collided with her face, sending her to the ground so quickly that her hair whipped around her face before she hit the mat. She stayed there for a moment, frozen on the boxing ring's floor, almost dead, before she tried to push herself up. Her arms wobbled, and her chest rose and fell as she desperately tried to get the air back into her lungs. She managed to get to one knee before crumbling back onto the mat.
Pitiful.
"Get up, Y/N," I said to her, as I leaned back against the wall of the old boxing gym outside of the city. It was just as run down as the town itself. No one but our people came over here anymore—sweat of sweat, hot blood of hot blood, we were Mins; one people. And she was disgracing herself in front of the very people who needed to respect her the most.
She didn't move, she just lay there like a dead thing. Neither a human nor an animal.
"I said get up, Y/N!"
With a small, frustrated cry, she pushed herself to her feet, and threw herself onto the ropes of the ring in order to stand, as Seojoon held on to her.
"Miss? Miss Min? Are you alright?" Seojoon asked her, glancing at me, wide-eyed when she did not answer.
"Let her go. And I swear to God Almighty, Y/N, if you fall again..."
"I'm fine." She pushed the loose strands of her dark hair behind her ear and stood straighter as she raised her wrapped fists. She shook her head a few times, and tried to maintain her composure.
"See? She's fine. Now start again," I said to him.
"Sir, it's been two hours—"
"I don't care if it's been two days!" I snapped, and it was then that I saw it. All the eyes in the gym looked upon my daughter with pity, and at me with disdain as if I were some kind of monster.
"EVERYONE OUT!" I called suddenly, causing them all to jump and run towards the door.
Seojoon looked between Y/N and me before he exited the ring.
"You and I will be having words later," I said to him, and he nodded before walking out.
The gym was dim. The only source of light came from the center of the ring where she waited without a word. Stepping inside as well, I grabbed the padded mats, circling her as I placed them.
"You are a disappointment, Y/N," I whispered. "And not just that but you're embarrassing me and your goddamn self. How old are you now, twelve or four? Do you still need someone to save you? To baby you? Is that what you want?"
"No, sir." She held her head up. "I'm fine, I can keep going."
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