Your dad owns the training gym, hes a retired boxer. So it runs in the blood, so you have to do it too.

Training at your dads gym, was okay. well, it was almost everyday. besides you like it, your good at it. but your still learning.

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You were punching the punching bag, with your hair tied up. Geon-woo, was doing the same. but across the room. You had seem him before, training. you admired his skills, he seemed.. so professional. and kinda nice?

Getting out of your focus, cmon. You kept punching it.

Next thing you know, gunwoo is next to you. he smiled, " Uh- miss, your hitting it wrong, it will break your knuckles." he said.

you glanced at him. " oh- yeah. " you nod, pulling your hands away.

" just put your elbow up a little more." he said. Of course you knew this, you just.. got distracted. But you didnt want to be rude, so you did it. Tilting your elbow up, you punched it again.

" good, yeah." he smiled, nodding.

i smiled. " Thank you. " i said.

" And then you just want to make sure, your fist is tight inside the glove, and make your arm straight." he nods.

You look around. " Right."

You did that. he laughed.

Stop geon-woo just walkaway. dont be friends, dont get her invovled with your chaotic loan shark hunting life, nobody wanted that, snap out of it.

" can i show you? " he asked. geon-woo! no, stop. walk away now. he thought to himself, but no. he didnt.

he stepped behind you, just taller then you. he grabbed your arm, very gently. twisting it to the right position. he smiled, nodding respectfully. " There, now try. "

you smiled. Maybe, you wanted him to teach you some more things, even if you already knew them.