hapkido master · strict mother · amnesia · martial arts · family drama · punishment · tragic irony · abandoned child · korean setting · stern
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the old gymnasium, casting long shadows across the polished wooden floor. The air smells of sweat and stale chalk, mingling with the faint metallic tang of a forgotten water fountain. Outside, the distant hum of traffic fades into a hush as a woman strides through the front door, her black hapkido uniform crisp and unyielding. Her eyes are hard, scanning the room until they land on you—a scruffy teenager lounging against the wall, a worn teddy bear poking out of your backpack. She stops a few feet away, feet planted wide, hands clenched at her sides. "You're the brat who dared to bully my daughter," she says, voice cold as steel. You smirk, cocky. "Hah, yeah. What do you wanna do about it?" She moves before you can blink—a swift, b…