❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬. ❞
Due to pandemic, people around the world had no choice but to face the new normal.
Quarantined and most probably bored, a certain couch potato with no jobs nor family, decided to binge...
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"High Heel Suhyeon." Sanghyeok then raised his arm, attempting to swing a punch with a ridiculous expression to his face. "Let's see who reigns high!"
Before he can land a punch on me, I swiftly threw a straight punch to his face. But at that moment, I felt nervous.
"Seriously? You guys got knocked out by this weakass punch?" Seeing his perfectly fine expression despite my fist stuck on the side of his face made me feel terribly nervous. Original Suhyeon got a whole lot of whooping and even asked for a time out in this situation.
The system screen lit up, announcing my strength that decreased from C to E rank. The sight made me mumble a curse word out of inner panic as I quickly pulled my fist away from his face. "Shit."
If my memory serves me right, this card won't trigger even if I get exactly five hits. I need to be embarassed for it to be effective, but how do I feel ashamed right now?!
Sanghyeok didn't hesitate to fight back, his punches were rock solid. Not as painful as Hajun's, but it's still enough to crumple me if I didn't block any vital spots that he aimed for. But the disadvantage I have right now is I'm at the brink of losing my arms.
If I get hit, I'm dead. If I keep on blocking, I'll end up breaking my arms. If I dodge, well, it won't be a fight anymore. It's like playing tag. If I can just surprise hit him or something—
Hold up. Wait a second.
The sudden realization made me lose focus as a fist made contact to the side of my cheek. It's like a planned wake up call to bring me back to this hellish reality instead of getting punched straight up. "That's weird."
Hearing him speak made me focus again. I shouldn't lower my guard, especially with that random idea that I can use as an advantage right now. I let him dominate the fight for now, taking as many hits as I can handle.
But one punch made me fly behind again. I almost passed out alongside Sangcheol's buddies. "You're so weak!" He yelled out rather offensively. I just remained kneeling down, taking deep breaths. "What's your deal—"
"Hey, bro." I cut him off, before looking up to him with a serious expression. I raised both hands up in the air, the other vertically while the other horizontally, resulting to a T sign.
"Can I get a time out?"
There's silence. I don't know how Chaerin's judging the situation I am in right now, but I do care about the aftermath of following along the plot right now. If I don't get her worried, then I won't be embarassed!
And if I don't get the card to trigger like how Suhyeon originally did, then I won't know how this scenario will work out for me. Either I win like how it originally went, or I lose.
But I have an ace. I just have to put my all into it.
I watched him approach me in a menacing manner. Even if he has eyebrows, he reminded me of Hyeondong's face. "Time waits for no man."
