#hansoo seong

[lychee-drinks]

Hiii!! So um i love love love your content, and there is this particular thing i would like to request if your request are open ofc!

So I absolutely admire that manager kim, jincheol, and hansu seong NSFW hcs you made for them so much that i come back to it every month at least!! I'm like literally so deeply in love with hansu and the fact that there is sooo little content about him is SICKENING. So please may I request NSFW hcs specifically for hansu if possible?

—by 🎀 anon, have a great day love ya!!

I haven’t written in so long, but this had my creative brain turning again!! I’ve had a one shot for him in mind that I planned a little bit of, but it never became anything because I have a story that I want to finish first before I dedicate time to another (that’s been taking over a year now…)

MDNI

More Hansu NSFW Headcanons

Hansu’s a basic guy, he enjoys missionary the most as he feels it’s quite intimate.

In his youth, he was definitely more riskier. He would be down to have semi public sex, but the older he got, the less he wanted to do that. But occasionally you might find him down to do it.

If he were to do semi public, you’d expect it to just be in his fan somewhere secluded. There would be teasing that leads up to this.

He’s not the type to tease you, but definitely enjoys it when you tease him. Stuff like brushing your hands near his dick.

While big on aftercare and cuddling, due to his age i’d you don’t at least check up on him once while he’s spooning, he may just knock out.

Doesn’t have a preference with giving or receiving oral, but will definitely give a lot more since he has less the desires to do have sex the older he gets.

When Hansu wants to initiate sex, he will straight up ask, but is also more touchy. By that, you’ll notice his hands on your waist a lot more and initiating more kisses.

[amphitriteswife]

i don't know why but can you see Mr. Kim with Minji. Hansoo with Taehoon. Jincheol with Dabin sitting around Hansoo's dining room table having like a seasonal(winter, summer etc) dinner. I had this thought like surely they would have dinner together maybe once every three months. Like usually none of the trios kids talking to each other and being on their phones, but this time Taehoon brought his girlfriend, and you know how Dabin sees an animal behind everybody, what will she see behind his girlfriend and then the trio just casually chatting about who's got a better kid while Jincheol and Mr. Kim gang up on Hansoo for having a son, and they like kinda bicker and stuff. Please tell me I'm not the only one who could see this happening.

The dinner is all the dad’s ideas and they actually take turns hosting because they all believe they have the best house probably. Only Hansu’s is considered the most nostalgic.

Minji wouldn’t mind coming to Taehoon’s house and actually keeps more to the dad’s and will probably help Hansu in the kitchen. She would 100% be very friendly to Taehoon’s girlfriend.

Everyone, including Taehoon’s dad, would ask themselves how in the many worlds and universes Taehoon found someone who can actually put up with him. Much to Taehoon’s dismay, his girlfriend is now part of the trio and he’s kicked out. Sorry Taehoon, girls only.

The trio dad’s jumping Hansu for having a son and him looking at taehoon and then at the girls while he imagined his life what it would be like if he had a daughter instead of a boy. Taehoon would sense that his dad is thinking about something to do with him but he ignores it.

I feel like every dinner at someone’s house will either be ambushed by something or someone. It would be chaotic as hell😭

[seong-r]

jincheol park and seong taehoon both being 6'2 feels wrong. I feel like jincheol should be taller than him.

Jincheol: "hahaha, look at all these short people."

Taehoon, "hehehe, should we get them a step stool?"

Hansoo and kim: ....😒

[osoro-sh1ronagebyokken]

Read at AO3 right now!

Chapter 2

The next day, back at the modest dojo he’s training in, the luminous lights flickered to the whole dojo alongside the sun that filtered through the window. Casting more light inside the slight dark taekwondo dojo.

Hansu wasn’t in the best mood with all the teasing yesterday, he was still slightly annoyed at the statement from yesterday.

“..Then why don’t you have a girlfriend yet?” Hansu’s left eye twitched thinking about that, he felt annoyed but Osoro made a point on what she said. Why doesn’t he have a girlfriend if he’s that hot.

“Oy!” A tough yet feminine, familiar voice calls out to his name with an add-on. “Freaky Seong!” Hansu flinched slightly when he heard the voice calling him, He knew exactly who it belonged to.

“God dammit—” He muttered under his breath, bracing himself when he turned around to meet Osoro. He's annoyed.. Did I tease him too much? She thought but shaked that thought down to the back of her head. “Didn't I say I'll shove those green tea packets down your throat? Did you drink them?” 

Hansu rolled his eyes when Osoro asked him if he drank the green tea packets. He sighed in annoyance and responded in a slightly frustrated tone. “No, I didn't drink those stupid tea packets yet. And stop trying to shove them down my throat, goddamn it.”

“I will literally shove it up your ass, now drink.” Osoro said, calculating her strength on her left hand and raising it high and delivering a striking hand knife strike to his head again, as a greeting from her. 

He winced in pain when Osoro hit his head again with the same stinging, striking strength made its way towards his poor head. He was getting frustrated at Osoro’s stubbornness about making him drink the green tea. "Ow- why do you have to hit me every time I see you? Goddamnit-" He said, rubbing his head. But then he sighed and looked at Osoro again.

"Fine, I'll drink the damn tea-"

"Good,"

Osoro smiled, it wasn’t friendly nor gentle and stuff, it was invisible, small, unreadable as if she didn’t want him seeing that. “What?”

"I'm just waiting for you to drink, but if you really don't i'll shove it up-" Hansu sliced through her sentence with a frustrated sentence, cutting her off. "Okay, fine I'll drink it!"

He felt creeped out by Osoro’s staring, he figured out she might be thinking of shoving the green tea packet up his ass, He quickly took a few sips, cringing at the bitter taste, and then looked back at Osoro. "There, I did it, okay? Happy now?"

"Good, green tea helps with headaches so the next time I karate-chop you, and also digestive issues." And mental alertness..

Hansu rolled his eyes at her words about the green tea helping with headaches and digestive issues. He wondered how many times she was going to karate-chop him in the head. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. So you're telling me the only reason you're giving me this green tea is so that I feel better after you karate-chop me?" He asked, his tone slightly sarcastic.

"Yes, so I can get away with giving you concussion-"

Hansu groaned in annoyance when he heard Osoro say that. He didn't like the idea of her getting away with giving him a concussion. "Oh, so that's your plan, huh? To give me a concussion and then give me green tea to make me feel better? I swear, you're such a pain in the ass" Osoro only smiled then replied. "And your a good subject for karate-chopping- and also roundhouse kicking-"

He narrows his eyes at this statement, his tone turning defensive as he stares in disbelief a shor- er, a kid like her would roundhouse kick him, "Wait, hold on- did you just say you're going to roundhouse kick me? I swear to God, if you even try that.."

"Judging by that, I can actually kick you right now if you tease me-."

Hansu paused for a moment, feeling a bit worried at the thought of Osoro kicking him. He crossed his arms and retorted with slight annoyance. "What, you're going to kick me because I might tease you? Come on, I wasn't even doing anything-"

Karate-chop!

Hansu flinched in pain when she karate-chopped his head again. He gritted his teeth and rubbed his head. Lowering his head as  he rubs his head in pain. "Ow! Dammit, why do you have to keep doing that?"

"Drink your tea, it's getting cold." She said, coldly and distantly yet commandingly or she’ll karate chop his head again. He let out a large sigh, knowing there was no escape from this feisty kid, knowing he had to drink green tea otherwise another karate-chop to the head—

He took a sip from the cup.

Hansu couldn’t help but notice the way Osoro was looking at him, and it made him slightly curious. He took another sip from the cup before asking. "You know, you could just take a picture if you want. It's not like I would mind."

"If I take a photo of you, my phone will be ruined." She replies, with her usual tough, rude, arrogant tone and this peaked Hansu’s curiosity on why her phone would be ruined if she snapped a photo of him. 

He felt confused and slightly flustered. She couldn’t tell if she was being serious or just teasing him again. "What? Why would your phone be ruined?" He asked, a mix of curiosity and scepticism in his tone.

"Because you're ugly as hell." She said, crossing her arms and standing proudly. Her expression is proud, but he doesn’t know what she’s thinking right now but his expression turned into a mock offence, pretending to be hurt by her words. He clutched his chest dramatically and responded in a sarcastic tone

"Ouch, that hurts. My heart is breaking right now. Please, have some mercy on this ugly face of mine." 

"Hah, caught ya! Ya told ya self you're ugly."

Hansu rolled his eyes again, realising that she had tricked him into calling himself ugly. He crossed his arms as well and retorted. "Hey, you tricked me into saying that! That doesn't count!" Osoro grinned, almost laughing but she stopped her laughter and stifled it by taking deep breaths. "It does."

Hansu slumped his shoulders, straightening it again and rolling his eyes, feeling slight defeat and frustration that he had fallen for Osoro’s (indirect) trick.

"Not really, it still counts, because you said It yourself.” Osoro proudly said, pulling her arms, holding her both sides with her hands, leaning her body back. Showing confidence in her (tricks).

Hansu let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair in frustration. He couldn't believe that Osoro was still insisting on teasing him. "Geez, you're really stubborn, you know that? Fine, I may have accidentally called myself ugly, but that doesn't mean I actually think that. Okay?"

"Do I need to karate-chop you again? Or you'll drink that tea in one gulp." She dismissed the question, while Hansu let out an exasperated sigh, rolling his head at her threat. "Fine, fine! I'll drink the tea, alright? You don't have to karate-chop me anymore. Just stop with the threats, please." He took a few sips of the tea, trying to get it over quickly.

"I'm giving you five seconds to finish that."

Hansu grumbled under his breath but complied, knowing she was just going to threaten him again if he didn't finish. He quickly drank the rest of the tea, trying to gulp it down as quickly as possible. "There, I finished it. Are you happy now?" Osoro nods.

[pagani-1s-xoxo]

If I can't have Taehoon. Then let me at least have his dad Hansoo 😩 (u can't argue w me that, those lips don't look kissable)

[his-saiko]

[osoro-sh1ronagebyokken]

• I just love that ONE fandom, I'm literally going to write a whole 100,000 worded fanfic for them <3 (Manager Kim, Lookism and Viral hit!)

reasons to write fanfiction (I'll start):

share a cool scene that popped into your head

evoke a particular emotion the canon makes you feel

song made you think of a character or idea from canon

make people feel the same way about a character you do

make dolls kiss for fun

explore ideas the canon hints at but doesn't do anything with

traumatize characters and make them suffer

coddle characters and let them rest

had an insane idea for a crack ship and now everyone needs to know

the author of the canon was wrong and must be fixed

use familiar characters to explore your own ideas and plotlines

canon is too short and you need to wallow in the universe of the story

[giyuu-is-lonely7]

Spice: Taehoon Seong x F!reader

A/N: I got lazy near the end and I apologise if he's OOC. Haven't edited yet.

Warnings: none, maybe implied sexual content near the end

“You’re so shit and handing spicy food” You laughed as you watched Taehoon down a glass of milk. His glare did nothing, if anything you cracked up even more. A pale milk moustache was evident on his equally pale skin. This boy really thought he could scare you with a glare after you watched him fail at eating the spicy ramen.

His arm came up to his mouth to wipe the milk mou off his face. You were seated at his families' dining table, a bowl of instant ramen in front of you with a pair of chopsticks sticking out from it. Taehoon had invited you over to watch a movie as it was a shit day with even shittier weather, you’d just finished editing his video when he called you over. This was not what you expected though, to be laughing at the guy who would kill someone for even looking at him funny.

“Shut Up.” 

You just couldn’t, if he couldn’t handle the spice why’d he even bother putting it in his ramen. He made his way back to the table with a glass of milk for himself, none for you, you noted. Taehoon was obviously getting ticked off now, so you did your best to calm down. It was quite the show, his once pale face becoming red suddenly out of nowhere. With a finale chuckle, you let a sigh of air pass through your mouth.

“Sorry, sorry.” The tears on the corner of your eyes begged to be released, but you quickly wiped them away so Taehoon wouldn’t know about them. His brows twitched with slight anger, he didn’t like to be laughed at.

“So is this the real reason why you don’t like spicy food? Cause you can’t handle it.” I wasn’t supposed to come out like that, but it was too late to turn back now. 

He was pissed, the eyebrow that twitched and the jaw that clenched were clear signs of it, though you feigned oblivious and continued to speak. “I always found it odd when you take me out to dinner and never order any spicy food. Theres nothing wrong with not having spicy, but if spicy was the only option you’d lower it down.” 

A hand slammed into the wooden table which made the ramen cup bounce in the air a little. This didn’t phase you in the slightest. Instead, you wanted to tease your boyfriend even more. 

“Awwe, did I make my boyfriend who can’t handle spice very well upset, oh whatever shall I do. How could I ever atone for my sins, I know I’ll buy you some ic-” 

Your sentence was cut off when a callused palm slapped over your mouth to restrain you from speaking. Dark brown eyes met your own as his pale skin had a pinkish hue blooming underneath it.

Holy shit!

You had just made your boyfriend blush. The same guy who didn’t even blush when he asked you out was now blushing up a storm over a small little tease.

“Don’t smile.” His voice was less like his normal tone, this one was flustered even. The corners of your mouth rose up even faster at his voice. Slowly your hands reached upwards to remove his from your mouth though it did little as his grip on your face was strong. 

Once again you tried to pull his hand off your face yet it was hopeless. A cocky smirk made its way up to Taehoon’s face, the blush on his face was long gone. The hand that was not latched onto your face was placed on the chair you were sitting on, his hand just mere centimetres away from your shoulder. He leaned forward and whispered in your ear.

“Beg”

This fucker, so you figured out his secret, and now he’s going to make you embarrass yourself because of it. As it, you had dignity to uphold. No way were you going to lick is hand, you had no doubt your boyfriend was clean, but he was still a boy, so that option was an easy pass.

The next option was to act as cute as possible. Make some cute looking eyes or throw some cute little poses, Hah! As if your cold-hearted boyfriend would bend to your will at that, plus being cute was not you at all.

Option three it was, with little to no force at all, you twisted your body around in the chair. Your back no longer had the support from before but you were completely free from his arm now. But you were now falling backwards. 

With a thud you landed on your back, only to be met with a slam from the front as well. A cough escaped your mouth as you opened your eyes. Only to be meat with light brown hair and a hand to the side of your head. Taehoon had landed right on top of you, his face was squished between your boobs. Well what a sight. He had lot his balance when you fell off the chair resulting in him falling, though how’d it end up like this? 

Taehoon shifted his head to look up at you, his brown bangs covered his eyes slightly, your eyebrow quirked up. 

“Comfy down there?” 

He scoffed before shuffling up a bit, you took this chance to take a hit at him.

“Who would have thought you’d have gotten so defensive over nothing, its cute.” A smile made its way up to your face before being replaced by a shit eating grin. “I feel bad though, do I still have to by my boyfriend thats bad at spice ice–” Once more was your sentence cut off, but this time differently.

His warm lips met yours as he stole the words from your mouth. Your eyes closed on instinct as his hand that was once holding your mouth hostage was now caressing your face, mainly cheek but who cares for the details. Having done this with him before, your mouth opened wide as his tongue slipped inside your mouth. Arms reached up to play with his brown hair, the locks were soft to the touch. One of his best features. 

Parting your mouth once more, your eyes opened and Taehoons tongue slipped out of your mouth as a trail of saliva followed his tongue out. With warmed cheeks you let go of your boyfriends hair and stare at him in the eyes as he did the same.

“Finally shut up.” He spoke as you rolled your eyes.

“Oh shut up jackass.” A reply came from your lips.

“I’m home” A cheerful voice spoke from the front door 

Eyes locked with each others, you communicated telepathically.

‘FUCK!’

[mintpurrfect]

Hi, I really like your work, If possible could you please write a one shot with Taehoon from biral hit and his s/o where his father caught them kissing and what his reaction would be, how he will behave, if not then everything is fine

⩇:⩇⩇ — kiss it better

⤿synopsys﹕ seong taehoon is the type of person who most people classify as "cool". so it was rather unexpected yet somewhat hilarious to find out from his father that he used to be such a clumsy and dumb kid. which he still is.

⤿character﹕ seong taehoon x gn!reader

⤿genre﹕ fluff

⤿warnings﹕ it's mostly just cursing and probably my bad grammar and spellings, but other than that, there's none. not proofread.

⤿note﹕ it's been awhile! I recently just saw this (cuz tumblr didn't give me a notification once again) so I rushed through this since I've got a small burst of inspiration lmao. There's also another anon who asked for a Taehoon fic so, here you go! I hope you guys enjoy this<3

Taehoon was an asshole.

That is what you're currently thinking as you sit down crossed-legged on the floor of the dojang as you stare up at Taehoon who was standing before you.

“You're such an ass!” you exclaimed loudly, glaring at him as you gently rub your forehead.

He grabbed a water bottle and took a sip, completely ignoring your whole existence. This, of course, made you even more annoyed.

How dare he flick you on the forehead really hard and act as if nothing happened? He's absolutely heartless!

“That hurt, you jerk!” once again, you expressed how you were currently feeling, grumbling under your breath about how much of an annoying and mean bastard he was.

As you continued to sulk while still sitting on the floor with a frown on your face, Taehoon's gaze wandered over you, lingering for a few seconds before a soft sigh left his lips.

“Damn it... Let me see.” he mumbled before crouching in front of you, reaching forward and carefully lifting your chin up.

He checked your forehead and saw that it was slightly red, making him realise that he might have used too much strength than intended.

You watch him while remaining silent, noticing how his lips were formed into a thin line and how his eyes narrowed as he observed the red mark on your forehead.

He honestly looks like he's ready to murder someone with how scary and tense his face was. You wonder what other people would think if they saw the two of you in this position. Maybe they would assume that he was threatening you to give him your money or something similar.

As your mind wanders away in your own little world, you failed to register that Taehoon had inched closer, his face nearing yours before his lips made contact with your skin.

It took you a moment to process what was happening, still trying to make sense that Taehoon's lips are on your forehead, softly kissing it.

You blinked a few times in utter confusion and surprise when he pulled away and made eye contact with you. He brought his hand up from your chin towards the side of your face, cupping your cheek as he stared into your eyes.

“There, do you feel better now?” He asks in a casual tone, his face stoic yet the tinge of pink on his cheeks and ears didn't go unnoticed by you, but you decided not to comment on it.

You smiled teasingly, shaking your head, “Nope, it still hurts. Maybe you should kiss me here instead.” you said, pointing towards your lips and puckering it up for extra effect.

Taehoon grumbled, rolling his eyes and averting his gaze for a moment before letting out a deep breath and looking at you with an annoyed expression.

“You little sh... Ugh, fine, but you better stop whining after this and get back to practise, okay?”

“Alright!”

And with that, he closed the gap between the two of you, his lips meeting yours in a soft, tender kiss.

You smiled and closed your eyes before kissing him back, enjoying the sweet kiss the two of you shared. His lips were soft against yours and the way he was caressing your skin, drawing small circles on your cheek with his thumb while he kisses you in the most gentle way made your heart flutter.

Lost in the moment, the both of you failed to notice someone opening the door, “Taehoon, could you help me with moving these boxes inside–”

A thud can be heard along with a rather loud gasp, making the two of you pull away from each other and turn towards the source of the noise.

There stood, a wide-eyed Seong Hanseo, who was dramatically covering his mouth with a hand and the box he had was dropped by his feet.

There was an awkward silence that enveloped the dojang for what felt like an eternity, when suddenly, the middle-aged man's face became serious.

You and Taehoon tensed up, preparing yourselves for a scolding to come from the old man. Although, a few moments ticked by and it didn't come. Instead, what greeted the two of you was a father who looked like he was about to cry.

“Ah... You're really grown now... I can still remember the days when I was still changing your diapers like it was yesterday.” Hanseo said, looking towards the large glass window with a reminiscent expression on his face.

“I remember when you were very little, you cried when you accidentally stepped on a dog's poo–”

“Dad, shut up!” Taehoon shouted standing up from his crouched position, glaring daggers at his old man with his face completely red as a riped strawberry.

“Oh, and there was also this time when you fell and slipped down face first when you tried running down the playground slide–”

The day ended with you learning about a bunch of blackmail materials childhood stories of Taehoon. He, unfortunately for him, also had to sit and listen as his father embarrassed him in front of you.

He just knows that you will tease him endlessly about all the things his father was telling you about.

[wannaeatramyeon]

You interested in writing young Hansu (Taehoon's father)?

Probably not the Hansu you were thinking of lol....

Seong Hansu x Reader: an old man and his memories

Allow an old man his indulgences.

Sometimes Hansu forgets his age, thinking himself a teenager until he looks upon his own teenager and then thanks the heavens that growing pains are well and truly behind him.

And even though Taehoon's mother may be the love of his life, every now and then, he thinks of someone with a wild smile and even wilder hair from his youth.

Allow an old man to reminisce fondly upon his younger years.

A meeting completely by chance, but a match made in heaven. You had always gone toe-to-toe with him. Kept him alert with your sharp words and your knowing eyes. Fuelled his feral days with your own uninhibited tendencies.

You held your future in the palm of your hands, could have ruled the world, taken it by storm.

...Could have been his great love story.

Hansu remembers the crazy days with you, and the even crazier nights. Your spirit consuming him and everything in your path like wildfire. Hansu followed you like a man possessed.

And then when he wanted more, wanted to settle down - your pathways diverged and ran parallel, never destined to meet again.

Hansu watches Taehoon sparring and kicking, and thinks of Sohyun coming into his life. He has no regrets.

But now and then, allow an old man to relive his memories.

[seong-r]

help me 😭😭

Hunger Games: Viral Hit/How To Fight Edition

in celebration of the recently ended manhwa (coinciding with the announcement of an upcoming anime adaptation), I've decided to put the characters from Viral Hit into the hunger games. Enjoy these 'iconic' moments...

and the winner is...

the results:

link to the simulator...

link to the 'hunger games' masterlist...

[lychee-drinks]

VIRAL HIT 170 SPOILERS

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MY FAVORITE DILF IS BACK

[eatsbop]

Dad trio and kids doodle?

[seong-r]

😐

[lookismstuff]

Reaction to Ep 465

SPOILERS ALERT

While one encounter ended on a positive note, another presented a dreadful possibility.

Once in a very morose mood, Zack asked his mentor Gongseob whether or not he should change his name (note: his Korean name "Jinsung" implies that he was expected to be calm and dignified to conquer his own demons and any challenges presented to him--WHAT AN IMMENSE BURDEN TO CARRY, WAY TO GO PTJ ZACK'S PARENTS).

Gongseob, quirky that he was, was ready to rebuff all that nonsense out of Zack. Zack had to believe in himself, had to live in the present, because the past already happened anyway.

But Zack had so long been dwelling on his insecurities, and the most persistent manifestation of these was Johan.

In sympathy, Gongseob admitted that genius was often a matter of genetics (in the case of Gapryong and James Lee), and was the fate for a legend. Since Johan was not the son of Seong Hansoo (goodbye fan theories)'s and therefore not related to Seong Taehoon of Viral Hit/ How to Fight, then the answer was simple: Johan was a genius that would spark the birth of his own legend.

Basically, all that Zack had to do was to accept this fact. That even though Johan was a genius, Zack must still persist. Even when Johan's attacks were fast and unpredictable.

But it's true that our efforts won't betray us. Zack could now see Johan's attacks, enough to parry them. It provoked Johan to see Gun in Zack again (surely we remember that Gun once wanted to recruit Zack too had Daniel resisted, right? Zack was another brilliant talent).

Zack finally landed the final blow on Johan, the way Gongseob landed the final blow on James Lee all those years ago. Surprise, surprise, James actually wanted to learn from Gongseob but the latter spurned the red haired genius, saying that he'd never take a disciple (whoah congrats Zack, you won him over).

Johan woke up and was all confused, but Zack simply cut him off by saying that yes, he came to save Johan. And Johan thanked Zack for that. (YASSSS! Good job, the two of you!).

Somewhere else, Jay found the person whom he'd been searching for: Big Daniel. Robbed of Little Daniel's conciousness, however, he was an unknown, monstrous entity. And Jay began to realize this bitter truth...

Overall, I'm really satisfied with how Zack vs Johan's fight was handled. Johan had to lose and Zack had to win for their narrative to move onward. Like I said before in that rant post : they could either salvage this friendship or abandon it, and it seems that they chose the former. I'm sad that Jay had to find Big Daniel first before anyone else did, and in that state. But I love the excitement that it would bring me as a reader.

[osoro-sh1ronagebyokken]

Seong Hansoo/Hansu x Former Delinquent Reader!

For more chapters; read at ao3 right now! At this link.

Chapter 1

“...Have I been here before..?”

The fluorescent lights lit above the large room, Osoro pictured it to be plain and boring, with white walls with wall mats for not breaking your neck or head when hitting the floor, and light blue, light pink, and yellow mats on the ground. Perfect for a boring dojo that Osoro stumbled across. There was a certain warmth in the room, of course, it was not only the window that was casting light inside the room using the bright, warm, and unbearable sunlight that filtered across the room, giving light to the shadowed, dim Taekwondo Dojo.

Osoro's eyes lingered around the dojo, a little curious for a while although she was about to leave the Dojo till a certain voice stopped her tracks and made her turn around to look at the looming figure. "Oi, who are you?"

She saw a man looming over her, he had to look down since she was a little small despite being 5 '4, she's still too small for him and she had to do the same but except she had to tilt her head up. She saw a man no—a boy, a boy with brown hair, his physical fitness is muscular although his fit isn't being covered thanks to the taekwondo uniform and the black belt around his waist.

Osoro contemplates for a second, trying to think of who this man was till a light bulb in her head appeared (imaginatively) as she came into realisation that his man was the so called; “Taekwondo Legend” or the “Korean Legendary Taekwondo Master” in the news that appeared in her television a few weeks ago. The one that uses Kyokushin Karate (9th dan) and Taekwondo (ITF & WTF).

She looked at the figure before her, they were the only ones inside the Dojo so there’s no way their fight might get interrupted. Seong Hansu.. Osoro thought, but she just stood tall even in front of the legend. “..I don't know, call me whoever you like. Taekwondo Legend.” She said—perhaps a little too rudely.

There was something nostalgic towards this man, and the aura he emitted that made Osoro talk to him more.

Hansu chuckled at Osoro’s response. “Oh, so you already know me?” He said, raising an eyebrow while gawking at Osoro’s tough, stuck-up demeanour. “Of course I do,” Osoro gestures both her hands towards both her sides, looking at Hansu with a stern look.

Hansu looked amused with her mannerism. He found it rather funny and entertaining rather than annoying and rude, despite her tough and tough facade being present. It seemed familiar in some way but he ignored the thought and said with a small chuckle. “So what is your name, princess? You know mine after all”

“As if i’ll tell you,” Osoro said and Hansu chuckled at her stubbornness rather adorable and chuckled at it. He smirked and said. “Oh,” Hansu said, in a teasing manner, “And why is that? Are you afraid I'm gonna make fun of it?”

Osoro said the next sentence bluntly. “No, you're too ugly for it.” Hansu barked a little laugh about being called ugly- but without any warning. Osoro raised her hand and karate-chopped his head lightly, and he pretended to be hurt by her attack. “Owie,” He said in a taunting manner. “You're far too young to be this feisty. What are you? Eleven years old?” Hansu said, and Osoro corrected him. “Actually, I'm fourteen.”

Hansu raised an eyebrow, not expecting someone to be that short in height. He thought that she looked young but not that young—and rude. “Just fourteen, huh. I didn't think you'd be this young yet still this rude.” Hansu pretended to pout, but he chuckled and ruffled Osoro’s black hair.

Osoro tied her hair into a low ponytail using a white hair tie, a strand from her hair reaching towards her nose. She tied it if they were gonna fight–

“Hmph!” Osoro said, motioning her hand and shoving a small box full of green tea packets. A little flushed, yet she maintained her composure. Hansu looked at the green then to Osoro. He was about to speak but his already agape mouth was interrupted by Osoro’s reasoning.

“D...don't get the wrong idea! I didn't make it for you! I just… This was for my mom! And I bought too much this morning. So, you can have the extras!” Hansu arched an eyebrow at this statement. Laughing a little as he playfully rolled his eyes. He felt a little suspicious at this sudden gift. He felt a little suspicious. “So your mother wanted green tea huh? And you buy this much?” He sneered, teasing Osoro a little.

“Yes! I’m giving it to you! Childish Taekwondo Player.” Osoro huffs, looking at Hansu with her narrowed, defiant eyes. “Now take it before I take it back.” Hansu lazily smirked at this so-called ‘threat’. “Childish huh? Look who's talking. You're far too young to be calling adults childish.” Osoro glared at him. “I know my words.” She said, sharply.

“Is that so? Now I'm interested. Come on, do you have anything else to tease me with?” Taunting playfully, Hansu really didn’t expect what she was going to say next. “Yeah, imagine wearing your Taekwondo uniform outside.. Embarrassing..” She said, in a sarcastic and taunting manner. “If it's about honour and pride, just tell them you love taekwondo. No need to be freaky with it.” Osoro said, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms, turning her upper body to the side but her head was also tilted to look at him.

Hansu let out a small scoff at her small tease. He crossed his arms, finding her statement amusing. “First of all, I wear my taekwondo uniform all the time. Second of all, what's wrong with it?” He replied, with a hint of playfulness in his voice.

“It's weird..” Osoro said, her voice decreasing a little yet filled with a hint of jokingness that she failed to hide. “Imagine a soldier alone in the streets acting gay and stuff, weird. And- is it really a symbol of honour..? Or a symbol of laziness to change?" Hansu tried his best to hold in his laughter after hearing what Osoro said. He found it incredibly entertaining how a kid this age could be so rude.

“Symbol of laziness?” He repeated. “You know that I'm considered a national Taekwondo Representative of South Korea right? Wearing this uniform is a symbol of my pride and honour as a great taekwondo practitioner.” He said proudly, but Osoro still said; “Yeah.. great freaky practitioner..”

This made Hansu laugh slightly after she called him freaky practitioner. He decided to tease Osoro more. "Freaky practitioner? You little brat, what about you? Do you do any sports?"

But he wasn’t expecting something like.. A kick on the wall, just beside his left hip. He didn’t even realise how strong this kid is to almost break the Dojo’s wall. "..Wanna know?" She said, in a low tone while smiling blankly, her eyes didn’t curve like a crescent when she smiles but there's a certain menacing feeling to it. “How I can knock you out, freaky practitioner?” She tilted her body towards him while she said that. She unhooks both her arms, to her sides. Leaning closely as he looks back nonchalantly.

"Knock me out? Brat, I've taken down people much bigger than you.” He proudly said as Osoro just looked at him blankly, and while he's distracted— “You couldn't knock me out even if you wanted-" A knife hand strike—a karate-chop was delivered on his head with some of Osoros’ strength on it.

He was immediately thrown off guard by that sudden attack towards his head. Her strength can hurt him. She felt a little bad but she just placed both her hands on her sides, leaning back her body looking confident.

He winces slightly from the contact, taking a step back. He gently pulled his hands towards his head, and he looked at Osoro with slight shock. “Damn Brat, I didn't think you could actually hurt me with that karate chop” He pretended to be annoyed, but he wanted to know who this helluva of a kid is. His voice is laced with slight hoarseness—and in pain.

Osoro didn’t miss a single beat of his face and decided to— “J-just call me Osoro!” She said, sharply and impatiently. She pushed his head down so he’d sit on the floor, and he winced once more since she held his head where she karate-chopped him.

He huffed slightly in frustration but reluctantly sat on the floor. He crossed his arms and looked at Osoro with furrowed eyebrows, his tone holding a hint of annoyance. "Brat. That hurt more than I thought it would"

He looked childish, and acted childish. Is this really a champion–? Osoro thought, wanting to karate-chop him again but that would only be worse so she— “H-here,” She said, handing him headache medicine that was made of natural ingredients, but disguised as a local medicine brand. “I-it's not that I'm giving you this or anything! Just don't get used to it!”

Hansu examined the bottle before taking it. Before he’d pop the bottle’s cap open, he asked while he poured out one pill to take. "Thank you. Wait.. Where did you get this anyway?" He asked.

“Where else, dummy?” She said, “In my pocket!” She uttered in a deadpanned tone, pointing at her all black outfit, pointing towards her punky leather jacket with a white blouse popping up, a red tie inside. Her short black skirt, and white above the knee length skirt.

Hansu raised an eyebrow when she responded with a deadpan tone. He was still a bit in pain so he didn't feel like arguing with Osoro. "Alright then." He said before putting the pill in his mouth and swallowing it. He sighed as he placed the bottle down beside him, holding his temple in pain.

“Stop acting like it hurts, I didn't even put much strength to it.” Osoro said, sarcastically and Hansu chuckled slightly. “You might not have put that much strength to it but it still hurts regardless. It stings like hell.” Hansu said, his tone still holding a hint of pain but he tried his best to hide it.

“Who's the child now?” She said, emitting a soft sigh—wanting to continue the conversation a little longer. Hansu winced slightly before grinning a little. He looked at Osoro with a slightly cocky expression, still rubbing his temple. “Still you, kid. You're the one who decided to karate chop my head for no reason.”

“Yeah, I did it for no reason. And I would do it again.” She said, playfully but she’ll actually do it. 100 percent not clickbait—

Hansu let out a soft scoff and chuckled. He smirked once more before responding, his tone still playful and mocking. “You really are a feisty kid. But I will make sure you won't karate chop me next time.”

“Yeah, I will choke you the next time I see you.” Osoro said, gesturing her hands on her hips. To be fair, Hansu was quite surprised that Osoro said that she’ll choose to choke him the next time she sees him. He raised an eyebrow in slight shock. “Wow, you're seriously planning on choking me the next time you see me? Crazy much?”

“Dumbass much? Of course I won't, I rather stay in the shadows than be hunted by your crazy fangirls.” Osoro said, disbelieving this man is a legend at both Taekwondo and Kyokushin Karate in martial arts.

Hansu let out a sigh and couldn't help but laugh at her response. He smirked and gave Osoro a knowing look. “Crazy fangirls huh? Those fangirls might hunt you down once they find out you're the one that decided to karate chop my head.” He teases.

“I'll make sure to wash my hands with bleach, I just touched your crusty head. Ew.” She said in a slightly defensive manner, yet still playful and Hansu rolled his eyes and chuckled when Osoro said that. He gave her an annoyed look, although he was clearly enjoying himself with her teasing. “Crusty head? My head ain't crusty. It's smooth and flawless.” He said jokingly.

She eyed his hair, it looked hella messy but still a cutie. "Really? I don't think so, but let's karate-chop it again for measurements." She said and Hansu couldn’t help but smile at her snarky comeback. He let out a soft scoff before speaking, his tone still playful. “Oh, so you want to karate chop my head again? Go on then, have a go at it.” He responded. He was amused by her attitude and he was willing to take another karate chop if it would make her feel satisfied.

“I will d'arce choke you instead, dealing with karate-chopping your head is a hassle.” She said, pointing a finger at him while also being sharp and snarky. Hansu raised an eyebrow, surprised that Osoro suddenly decided to change from karate-chopping to a d'arce choke. He smirked and chuckled, his tone slightly amused but also intrigued

“A d'arce choke huh? If you think you can even pull that off, go ahead and try.” He said. “I'd rather go bathe in bleach, or go bathe in bleach after I touch you.” Hansu let out a soft scoff and laughed a little at her response. He looked at her for a moment before speaking, his tone slightly playful.

"Bathe in bleach huh? You really are a rude much.” He said. “But I'd rather you not bathe in bleach, or touch me. I'll take the karate chop any day" He smiled, yet it looked so sweet and.. Immersive at the same time for Osoro.

“Oh really?” Then another knife-hand strike delivered to his head, this time it was faster and harder.

"You said you'd take the karate-chop any day." Osoro also decided to sit on the floor in front of Hansu. Hansu winced slightly as he rubbed his temple, he then gave Osoro an annoyed look but he still had a hint of playfulness in his tone. "Yeah, I did say that. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna take it without complaining about the pain" He said with a sarcastic smirk.

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