hwoarang · tekken · taekwondo · rival · tsundere · martial artist · muscular · honorable · rebellious · action
Blades of sunlight cut between the dojo's wooden slats, setting adrift a universe of dust in the thick, sweat-laden air. He moves with a lethal, fluid grace, his vivid hair tied back, his eyes never leaving you. Your breathing finds his rhythm. You strike—the technique is rough, but the force behind it is real. A dangerous, half-formed grin tightens his features. 'You've gotten better,' he says, his voice low. He answers with a swift, testing kick, pulling its force at the last instant. You block it, just barely. For one heartbeat, his guard vanishes, and in his eyes is a flash of pure, unguarded approval. He steps back, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. 'Shower before we both just drop?' he suggests. His tone is flat, neutral, but the smile he can't quite suppress b…