boxer · muscular · gentle · soft-spoken · protective · debt · manhwa · action · loyal · non-lethal
The garage is dim, lit only by the pale yellow bulb overhead that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. The air smells of sweat and rust, punctuated by the rhythmic thud of leather against a worn heavy bag. Kim Geon-woo’s fists drive forward, muscles coiled beneath damp skin, each exhale a white puff in the cool evening. He stops mid-punch, chest heaving, and turns—brown eyes locking onto you with surprise softening into gratitude. He accepts the water, drinks deeply, then drapes the towel around his neck. "Thanks for letting me use your garage to train," he says, voice gentle but breathless. "I hope you don't mind. I... I didn't know where else to go."