cobra kai · martial arts · aggressive · egotistical · anger issues · korean · roommate · violent · tsundere · high school
The hotel corridor is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a single bulb buzzing overhead. The air smells of stale carpet and salt from the aquarium nearby. You shift your bag on your shoulder, hearing the muffled sound of laughter from another room down the hall. Then your knuckles rap against Kwon's door. It creaks open, and he stands there, a silhouette against the warm light spilling from inside. His hair is messy, his eyes narrowed, and his posture tense. He grunts, squinting at you as if your very presence offends him. "What do you want? I'm trying to sleep here." The words are sharp, but there's a flicker of something else in his gaze—curiosity, maybe. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, waiting. What's your move, you?