Under The Stars | Bang Chan Fanfic

Chapter 3: Boxer

What is he doing here?

It was 10:30am. I was finally at work, a café that I've been working at for around 4 years already. I rarely saw my boss, and the pay was slowly lowering throughout the years. That's why I do those underground boxing gigs. Extra fun, extra cash. I was pretty well known in the underground parts, luckily. I was called the Mamba for my quick and sneaky moves. Because of that, I have a black mamba tattoo over my hip and onto my lower back.

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11:23pm

"Seong-Hye! You're up in 7." One of my mates walks over to me. His name is Cory. He's a handsome fellow, younger than me by 2 years.

"Hey, Cory." I smiled at him softly and he smiled back warmly, sitting down next to me on the bench.

He took a sip from his water bottle before offering me some. I shook my head, declining his offer. "I hear ya going against a more ruthless guy, ey?" I looked confused, not sure what he was talking about. "There's a Mafia leader or somethin' coming to join us. He'll be going up against you. I've heard he's from that main gang... What's it called? Ah right, Stray Kids. SKZ for short?"

He looked so nonchalant talking about it. I'm going against a fucking gang leader? "What!? I've never went against a gang member. This is unfair."

Cory just chuckled and patted me on the back a bit roughly. "Relax, you've been fighting here for a few years already. You can handle him. Hopefully..." he teased, ruffling my hair. "Anyway, I'll leave ya. See you." And with that, he left me alone and walked out of the locker room.

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Chanting was heard throughout the area.

"Mamba! Mamba! Mamba! Mamba!"

It hyped me up a lot whenever they chanted for me. I think it's better being an underground boxer rather than a professional boxer. I walk into the area, seeing large crowds on the bleachers filled with...druggies. As always. Still get good money from the gamblers.

Then I hear a different chant.

"Bang Chan! Bang Chan! Bang Chan! Bang Chan!"

Bang Chan? That can't be...

I enter the ring, tightening my boxing gloves on my hands. And that's when I looked forward and saw the same man from the other night walking towards the ring, right across from me. His eyes meet mine, but he doesn't look surprised at all. But I sure was. I was speechless.

He hops into the ring, getting into position in front of me. The chants for him were louder than mine, and that's when I knew.

This guy was not playing games.

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"Hey, doll."

"Doll? Who do you think you are?" I scoff as I step closer, tightening the velcro straps on my gloves.

He doesn't respond, rolling his tongue into the inside of his cheek while smirking. How smug.

"I didn't know you were such a strong leader." I was referring to how he was apparently the leader of Stray Kids.

Chan chuckles and tightens the velcro of his boxing gloves around his wrists. "I'm not supposed to be running around and letting everyone know I'm a gang member, am I?"

"I suppose not." I cock an eyebrow upwards at him. "Why are you here anyway?"

He gives me another smug look, the side of his mouth curving up into a smirk. "Oh me? It was just apart of my plan. But don't worry about that; worry about what I'm going to do to you right now." He seems so cocky. I didn't expect this at all, but then I realize why I always had such a weird feeling around him. His underlying intentions had something to do with me.

I don't like this situation at all. What am I supposed to do? He wants something to do with me. A gang leader wants something to do with me... That's got to be a risk to my safety, right?

Get your head in the game, Seong-Hye. You can't mess this up.

And that's when the starting bell rang.

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