[COMPLETED] In which 10 dojo trainees compete in Asia's biggest martial arts tournament for a $500,000 cash prize...
「 ROMCOM • DRAMA • ANGST • ACTION • FLUFF 」
- VINTAGE VIDEO GAMES & CHINESE AESTHETIC.
- SET IN CHINA, YEAR 2000. 🉐
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"Bye Gramma! Bye Pa!" I collect my duffle bag. They wave back in between serving customers as I exit our steamy noodle shack.
Class starts in an hour, meaning if I spend 10 minutes walking to the dojo, that should spare me about 50 of early training time. Good, I'm right on schedule.
I almost weave out of the marketplace completely when I spot commotion going on by one of the stalls. It's a crowd of 6 thuggish boys wearing scruffy attire and messy greased hair. They look like a gang.
"You wanna say that again punk? Or 'you actually looking to keep those teeth?"
The boy getting his collar grabbed scoffs and shoves him off with a grin.
"Your shoulder was in the way of my shoulder. Look where you're going next time."
My eyes squint closely when I notice the boy they're closing in on is Taehyung...
"Oh no." I sigh. Why can't he just stay out of trouble?
"Who do you think you're talking to, punk?! It's about time we teached you some manners—!"
"Teached isn't a word." I catch and toss aside the guy's fist, taking the space between him and Taehyung. The boy scoffs a bitter chuckle at my short height.
"This' your girl?"
"Meh." Taehyung shrugs. I pull a face and glare at him.
"I'm not his girlfriend! Look, I don't even know what happened here but street fighting is never the answer. Taehyung, let's just go to class—"
"Nah nah, they said they wanted trouble." Taehyung pushes me behind him, nudging his chin with an entertained smirk, "So do something about it, pussy."
"Taehyung—"
"Maybe I will!"
Their leader tosses a hard punch that Taehyung swiftly dodges and counters with a knee to the stomach, grabbing the boy as the two roughhouse. I stumble back in shock but watch as another thug tries to run up behind Taehyung with a bat.
Before he can even touch him, I grab the end of the bat and thrust it against his head.
"Hyuk!"
Taehyung somehow fights off the three ruffians with well-structured kicks and firm punches while I fight off the other three behind, locking my arm around one guy's neck whilst kicking another that charges in front of me, then knocking the first in the back of his knees before kicking him to the ground.
