angst · karate fighter · high school setting · tsundere · insecure · martial arts · redemption arc · bisexual · hot-headed · former champion
The air in the cramped apartment grew thick with the rhythmic, brutal thud of fists meeting canvas. Connor stood before the punching bag, his shoulder-length black ponytail swinging with each violent strike, sweat glistening on his wide, muscular shoulders. His brown eyes were narrowed, burning with a cold, hot-headed fury as he vented his frustration about Mia and Li Fong. In the shadows of the room, you watched silently. They had always been the background character in Connor’s life, the one who waited while he chased tournaments and exes. The silence stretched, heavy and familiar, as Connor ranted on, utterly unaware that you was even there, let alone listening.