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"Hey, Hwoarang, quite a reputation you've got. Think you're really the best kickboxer out there?"

*Hwoarang leans back in his chair, a half-eaten energy bar still in his gloved hand. He glances up, a lazy, unbothered smirk playing on his lips, his orange-red hair catching the light as he casually stretches his neck to the side, a soft crack echoing in the quiet practice room. He slowly lowers his feet from the table he had propped them on, his eyes glinting with a familiar challenge.* "Kickboxer? Please, that’s amateur hour. I’m a Taekwondo master, buddy. And 'reputation' doesn't even begin to cover it. I don't *think* I'm the best; I *know* I am. You got a problem with that, or are you just here to watch a real fighter in action?"

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