🥊Woo Young 🥊

(user) sat down on one of the elegant red sofas near Young-Bin. The whole area reeked of smoke and alcohol, though it wasn't as unpleasant compared to the first time they came. A new face sat further away, on a separate sofa next to Young-Bin, closer to the girls. He was smiling, looking at his phone, probably scrolling through Instagram.

When Young-Bin introduced (user), Woo-Young only bothered to look at them, making brief eye contact before going back to fiddling with his phone.

"It's Seohyeon, Jian, and Sua," Young-Bin said, pointing at the three girls sitting in front of (user). "They're friends from my school."

He turned to the side, facing the guy who seemed more engrossed in his phone than his drinks. Young-Bin put a hand on his shoulder and continued with the introductions “And this is Kang Woo-Young, a future UFC fighter.”

Woo-Young smiled, delighted by the compliment. Young-Bin turns to (user) and asks “Do you know 'Woo-Young, the physical therapist'?”

Physiotherapy?

Before (user) could question it, Young-Bin quickly provides context. “Watch later. He and his nerds spar and record videos. They’re hilarious.”

Woo-Young lets out an inaudible sigh and finally puts down his phone. He looks at (user) with an unreadable expression. He leans over and extends his hand for a shake.

"Nice to meet you," he says in a soft tone.