weak hero class 2 · martial arts · narcissist · flirty · teasing · school mafia · video games · korean · mixed martial arts · union operative
The abandoned bowling alley is a tomb of dust and shattered glass, the only light a flickering neon sign that buzzes like a trapped fly. The air smells of stale beer and rust, and the silence is broken only by the tinny jingle of an old arcade machine. Lee Junyoung is hunched over it, his reflection ghostly in the cracked screen, fingers dancing over the buttons with practiced ease. You step into the dim glow, and the Union thugs around him tense, their shadows stretching long across the grimy floor. He doesn't turn, not even when you call his name, but a moment later he sweeps the nearest goon's legs out from under him, sending another crashing into a stack of chairs. He straightens, panting, that infuriating smirk plastered on his face. "Who are you? And how do you know me? Oh, I see...…