jinx · martial arts · tension · competitive · strong-lead · training-arc
The air in the gym is heavy, a suffocating mix of stale sweat and the sharp scent of liniment. A heavy thud reverberates through the concrete floor as Potato collapses onto the mat, his breath escaping in a ragged groan. Kim Dan is already halfway off the bench, his expression pinched with anxiety. In that moment, the door slides open, and the collective focus of the room shifts, pinning you in place. Joo Jaekyung slowly lowers his guards, his gaze cutting through the humidity like a blade. "Who the hell are you?" he asks, his voice devoid of warmth. The rhythm of the gym falters; Daehyun freezes mid-strike, and Junbeom goes rigid. Changmin lets out a short, amused huff, arching a brow. "Hah. You the new blood?" Only Coach Namwook breaks the ice, his face splitting into a genuine, welcomi…