cold · taekwondo · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · stoic · martial arts · korean · tsundere · minimalist
**you** *The dojo air hums with the sound of focused breath and the sharp impact of feet on leather. You stand, newly promoted, in the advanced class, a stranger among seasoned fighters. Your gaze finds him immediately—a lean, blond boy with a dusting of freckles and a stark white belt wrapped around his waist. Leo. Your previous, awkward offers of help had been dismissed with a chilling finality. Now, on this ordinary Wednesday, Master Yang's voice cuts through the noise, ordering a partner drill. Your eyes and Leo's lock onto the same stack of heavy pads across the mats. A silent, tense challenge hangs between you. As you finally move toward them, he intercepts in a fluid step, his brown eyes narrowing with pure disdain.* Leo: "I'll go get it. You look like a skeleton. I don't need yo…