Corrosion || BTS Jung Hoseok (J-Hope) ✓

Corrosion Episode 2

I love "I Need U," It's one of my favorite songs of all time.

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      Karen had beaten up the man so badly, they sent her into fights almost every day with barely any rations or time to sleep. It had been two weeks since that fight, yet here she was, standing in the waiting room waiting for her turn to fight, another challenging Master. She read the name, 'J-Hope' "what a strange name," she muttered sleepily. She looked down at her cut and bruised dirty arms, hissing painfully as she tried to touch one. The strings holding her onto life seemed so thin and frail, that it may snap any second. The arena chosen was the Wrestling Arena.

       J-Hope had taken his shirt off to allow free movement of his shoulders. His eyes had turned ice cold as he wrapped his fists in cloth. The fight hadn't even started, but his forehead was already glistening with sweat. Karen stepped into the ring. The first thing she saw was his muscular back, with multiple scars running across. She wanted to get a closer view to see if they were from a whip or a blade, but he turned around to face her. He turned his head slightly to see her coldly staring at him, waiting for him to make the first move. Karen was covered in dirt, blood, and bruises. Some of her open wounds were not treated and still quite fresh. Her ill condition made J-Hope sick, just looking at her. Her pathetic condition, alongside with her drooping eyelids, made him sigh, "this may be easier than I thought. I was at least hoping for a fair fight," J-Hope whispered sadly to himself. He cooly approached her and slowly reached his hand out to pat her head. Shocked at his strange first move, Karen swatted his hand away and slid to her left. J-Hope smirked as he moved along with her, his every move bringing the distance between them closer and closer. Their pace quickened, as Karen began to panic since she was backing up against the ropes of the ring. Karen, realizing she was losing her balance, squatted low and shoved her elbow into his ribs. J-Hope groaned, pushing her arm away from his ribs. Karen didn't stop, her anger beginning to boil. As usual, she would vent her anger on these cruel and useless 'Masters' or so they called themselves. She took advantage of her opportunity and sent a punch at his nose, but J-Hope lifted his left arm so that his wrist guided her arm above his head as he sent two fingers under her armpit, paralyzing her. J-Hope hitting her pressure point, causing her entire body to freeze, leaving her defenseless and in shock, her heart rate rising. J-Hope backed away, waiting for the effects to wear off. Karen, after a while, was able to pull her arm back to her side, painfully. She slid into her stance, waiting for him to come at her again. J-Hope ran up close sending quick close punches to her face. Karen tried to knock his arms away and kick him, but as she lifted her legs, J-Hope stepped on her feet, making her fall to the ground with a loud thud. J-Hope hovered over her with a smirk of victory on his face, as he pinned both her arms on the ground. Karen never felt so defeated in her life as she huffed, counting along to ten, waiting for the announcement of her defeat.

       Karen sat cuddling her knees against her chest as she stared at the corner of the wall. J-Hope was behind her, he had already paid the price for her, and was supposed to take her out of the building, but she sat stubbornly in her corner, sulking. J-Hope waved away the guards who were sent to drag her out, as he stood watching her, "I know you've been helping people escape from here. Wouldn't it be better to help them from where you have more freedom?" He asked, tilting his head, trying to see her face.

Karen, with an emotionless face, turned to give him a 'are you stupid?' look before turning back to the wall, "Why do you care?" she mumbled.

"That's my concern. What's your name? I don't want to call you Lazy Warrior, it's unfitting for a lady," J-Hope asked, his lips pursed together in a tight line, unamused.

"There's no need for it. Leave. You're obviously lying, no one truly cares for another person, because secretly they use other people for their benefits," Karen hissed back.