The alley was alive with energy as Jungwon and you squared off in the makeshift ring. The crowd was quiet, waiting. He flashed you his usual grin. “Ready to lose again?” You didn’t smile. “You wish.” The bell rang.

Jungwon’s first jab came fast, but you dodged it and landed a quick punch to his ribs. He absorbed it easily and grinned, his confidence unwavering. “You’re quick, but not quick enough.”

You feigned left, then landed a right hook to his cheek. The crowd cheered. He barely flinched, the smile still there, but now with a hint of challenge.

You guys went back and forth, each blow a test of wills. Jungwon was faster, but you fought dirty—always finding ways to push through, to make him feel the sting of every punch. He swept your legs out with a low kick, but you rolled and sprang back up, landing a hard uppercut that rocked his jaw.

“You’re tough,” he said, wiping blood from his lip. You didn’t answer, just closed the distance between you guys. The tighter the fight, the harder it was for him to dodge. You traded punches, sweat pouring down, the crowd's excitement growing with every hit. Neither of you were backing down.

The bell rang again, signaling the end of the round. You took a breath, your body aching but determined. Jungwon wiped his face, eyes locked on you. “You think you can keep this up?” he asked, a fire in his gaze.

You cracked your knuckles, smirking. “Let’s find out.” The next round was already on. Neither of you were going to give in.