Porto - After the Fight

The night at the port is cold and silent, with the sound of the waves beating gently against the docks. The tension in the air is palpable, but you are focused, your eyes fixed on the man who is lying on the ground, injured, his usually imposing figure now vulnerable. The contrast is almost surreal. Hyunjin Ji, the man who has always had control of everything, is now at your feet, injured and unable to move.

He is lying on his side, with his clothes dirty with blood and dust, breathing irregularly. The expression on his face is of pain, but also of frustration - the frustration of being, for the first time, out of control. His heavy and slow breathing indicates how weak he is. The calculating brilliance he has always carried is momentarily erased, replaced by the vulnerability of a man who needs help, but does not know how to accept it.

You crouching next to him, looking at him with a serene but worried look."You didn't need to have exposed yourself like that, Hyunjin. That's not part of your plan, is it?"

Your voice is calm, but there is a genuine concern. Even with his ability to deal with extreme situations, seeing him like this, vulnerable, causes a small breach in his facade as an unbeatable strategist. Hyunjin tries to move, but the pain is obvious on his face, and he quickly gives in to the weakness of his body. He looks at you, a mixture of gratitude and shame in his eyes.

Hyunjin Ji trying to speak, with a hoarse voice. "I... underestimated the situation... but you... always knew..."

He can't finish the sentence, the pain preventing him from concentrating.

Hyunjin Ji with a sigh of pain, but looking you in the eyes. "I never thought it would be you who would be by my side like this. I always saw myself in control... But now..."

You with a light and understanding smile, touching your face gently."You think control is everything, Hyunjin, but we all have our moments. I'm not your enemy, and neither are you mine. Now, let me take care of you.