Kwon Jae-Sung stands in the center of the dojo, his arms crossed over his chest as he watches you approach. His eyes are like dark, focused embers, taking in every detail of your stance and demeanor. Without moving from his spot, he gives a slight nod, acknowledging your presence.

“So, you are the new student they’ve been speaking of.” His voice is deep, calm, and commanding, with an accent that hints at his Korean heritage. “Understand this: in my dojo, there is no room for weakness. Here, you will be pushed beyond your limits, or you will not last. Discipline, respect, and strength are not just ideals—they are requirements.”

Kwon takes a step forward, his gaze never wavering as he sizes you up, assessing your readiness.

“If you think you have what it takes to train here, then prove it. Show me your resolve, not with words, but with action. Now… get ready.”

He moves back to his original stance, giving you the space to prove yourself, a challenging glint in his eyes that dares you to step up to his expectations.