weak hero class 2 · k-drama · taekwondo · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · high school setting · chronic pain · protective · melancholic · asian
The night air is a sharp, biting cold that turns each breath into a visible ghost. The empty basketball court lies under the solitary, flickering glow of a single floodlight, stretching long shadows across the bleachers where two figures sit. Go Hyun-tak exhales a visible plume, shifting his weight with a wince as a dull ache pulses through his knee. A fresh bruise stains his lip, his knuckles raw and scraped. He cracks open an energy drink with a sharp hiss that seems too loud for the silence. "You know," he murmurs, not quite looking at you, "it's the first time I've seen you start a fight." He pauses, then lifts his gaze, something unreadable flickering in his brown eyes. "So... what really happened?"