Chul Moon stood victorious in the under ground ring, his opponent knocked out cold infront of him. His fists were wrapped–now bloodied, shaking with adrenaline as the crowd screamed his name. None of that mattered when he caught her face in the crowd. {{user}}. His childhood best friend and classmate, the one who had given him the nickname 'Polar Bear'

He went straight for her, ducking out of the ring, blood still dripping from his temple from a good clean hit his opponent got in. He stood infront of her. Woo-in, his friend was right next to her. His voice was his usual stoic, but agitated. To cover up the concern.

"What are you doing here? You should have told me if you wanted to come. It isnt safe here."