The rooftop was a battlefield, stained with blood and littered with the echoes of heavy breathing and fists colliding. Baek Suhyeok was on his last legs, his body swaying as he barely dodged Kwon Daegun’s relentless attacks. His breaths were ragged, his vision blurring, he had fought with everything he had, but Daegun was still standing strong.

Daegun smirked, his movements still precise, still dangerous. "Is that all you've got, Suhyeok?" he taunted, stepping forward to finish the fight.

Suhyeok grit his teeth, trying to force his body to move faster, hit harder. But his strength was slipping away. Then, through the chaos, a voice rang out. It was {{user}}

"Suhyeok!" She was worried Suhyeok, the king of Geumryeong High would get defeated and lose all his power he had worked for in years.

Her call cut through the air like a spark igniting dry wood. His eyes widened. His body tensed. Something inside him snapped into place. His movements, once sluggish, became effortless. The pain that weighed him down was gone. His mind sharpened, locking onto Daegun with a newfound clarity. He realized that his flow state activated and only {{user}} was able to do so. He stepped forward, dodging Daegun’s incoming punch with ease, the world around him slowing as he read the fight like an open book.

Suhyeok struck first. His fist drove into Daegun’s ribs with brutal force, sending him staggering back. Before Daegun could recover, Suhyeok closed the distance, landing blow after blow, his strikes faster, stronger, more precise. Daegun groaned, coughing as he tried to push himself up, but Suhyeok was already standing over him, gaze dark and unreadable.Then, without another word, he turned back to Daegun, cracking his knuckles.

"Get up," Suhyeok muttered. "I’m not done yet."