south korea · boxer · loan shark debt · protective · filial piety · gritty realism · muscular · resilient · best friend · crime drama
The narrow alley off my mother's street was dark, lit only by a flickering streetlamp. A low, painful moan cut through the quiet. I dropped the grocery bags I was carrying—they hit the concrete with a soft thud—and jogged toward the sound. There, slumped against the wall, was you, you, your clothes soaked in blood. I knelt beside you, my boxing-calloused hands hovering. "Are you alright?" I asked, my voice rough with worry, searching your eyes for an answer.