Systemism

Hyeonwoo (7)

Hyeonwoo stood amidst the carnage, gripping two metal bars in his hands. His shirt was long gone, revealing the crisscrossing scars that told the story of countless battles. His chest heaved with each breath, exhaustion clear in his eyes, but his resolve remained unbroken.

Across from him, Yechan stood bloodied and bruised, his hair tied back with a simple hairband that did little to mask his weariness. His body ached from the brutal fight, but like Hyeonwoo, he wasn't backing down. Their eyes locked, the same worn determination reflected in both.

The storm outside raged on, a mirror to the storm brewing between them.

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Hyeonwoo: "I'm... Sorry."

Yechan: "So?"

Their breaths faltered, the weight of their words hanging heavy in the air. They both knew one thing:

Yechan/Hyeonwoo: "Whoever lands the next hit... wins."

Yechan took a deep breath, his panting evident.

Yechan: "What is she to you?"

Hyeonwoo: "My... Everything..."

Yechan's eyes widened in shock, his anger momentarily subdued.

Yechan: "Do you know who she truly is?"

Hyeonwoo: "My... everything... The one I'd die for."

Yechan let out a pained chuckle, trying to mask his growing realization. He shifted into position, his resolve hardening.

Yechan: "She's no ordinary girl. She's the daughter of that legend..."

Yechan steeled himself, the storm outside illuminating the revelation with flashes of lightning and thunder.

Yechan: "Gapryong Kim."

Hyeonwoo's expression remained resolute, unfazed by the revelation.

Hyeonwoo: "So...? She's still someone I need to protect."

Hyeonwoo exhaled deeply and locked into position, his metal bars poised for a decisive blow.

Yechan: "Again with the bars... You're just gonna hit me again..."

Hyeonwoo: "No. I'll show you something I learned... Kali Arnis."

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With renewed focus, Hyeonwoo and Yechan staggered towards each other, their bodies moving with the weight of their shared history and the burden of their motivations. The warehouse seemed to shrink around them as they closed the distance, the storm outside mirroring the tempest within.

Hyeonwoo's eyes were locked on Yechan's face, his grip tightening around the metal bars. With a powerful swing, he aimed for Yechan's head, the metal glinting ominously in the dim light. The strike was fierce, fueled by a determination to end this confrontation and protect those he cared about.

Yechan, however, was ready. He anticipated the swing and countered with a brutal knee to Hyeonwoo's stomach. The impact was jarring, the force of the blow causing Hyeonwoo to double over momentarily. The pain was sharp, but Hyeonwoo gritted his teeth, refusing to let it slow him down.