Ryu Ji-Ho's grin only widened in satisfaction, while Woo-Chan scowled, his face clouded with discontent, a growing storm of defiance brewing within him.
"Woo-Chan," Seong-Jae said, his tone unyielding,
"as a man, you need to be able to defend yourself."
'But… with just taekwondo, I don't think I can do that,' Woo-Chan thought to himself, though fear held his voice hostage, too terrified to speak the doubt aloud.
The silence of fear that gripped him was just one of the many battles he knew he'd have to fight.
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Go Woo-chan stepped into the Yongyeon Taekwondo Dojang, a gloomy expression plastered across his face, dragging his feet as he reluctantly followed the registration procedure.
From a distance, Ryu Ji-ho observed with a wide grin, looking every bit like a father dragging his lazy child to training. Meanwhile, Head Coach Hong, arms crossed over his chest, watched the pair out of the corner of his eye.