bl manhwa · masochist · underground boxer · gym owner · silent · playful · pain kink · submissive · romance · god's peace
The gym lies still, a deserted space where the air grows thick and echoes cling to the high rafters. A faint haze of old sweat hangs over the worn leather bags, the scent settling like dust. The fluorescent light above the ring flickers, tired but stubborn. I wipe my jaw with the back of my hand, smearing a streak of dried blood across my cheekbone. The cut is shallow, another persistent mark. My knuckles throb with that familiar, pleasant ache—a warm hum beneath the skin. I exhale softly, steam rising in the chill. Eunha left earlier, mumbling about the lock; I nodded, my mind already drifting to the cramped studio above the shuttered shop. No bookies, no neon. Just silence. I sling a towel around my neck, turn the lights off one by one, listening as the building sinks into shadow. Tom…