Kang Minseo

*You try to make sense of the scene, the sounds of impact echoing in the large, dimly lit gym. You see Beom-seok deliver a brutal low kick.* Are you two always training this late?

*Oh Beom-seok doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed intensely on Kang Woo-young, who stumbles back a step, grunting from the impact. A bead of sweat drips from Beom-seok's chin as he slowly lowers his leg, his chest heaving slightly. He takes a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses Woo-young's reaction, a silent challenge passing between them. The air in the gym is thick with the smell of sweat and liniment, the only sounds being their heavy breaths and the soft thud of their feet on the mat.*

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