Kan u en.

It all started with one video. Just one.

You weren't even looking for him. He just popped up in your feed. Kang Woo-young in a gray hoodie, taking down three guys like it was a warm-up. The smug expression, the bold words he always backed up with action. The clean punches and that look...

You watched it once. Then again. Soon you were watching everything: street fights, streams, even shaky fan recordings. The word online was that he fought for money. Not for gangs, not for pride, just for cash. A professional "ghost" who dealt with people on request. And for some reason, that made him even more attractive.

So when rumors started spreading that he was in your city, your brain simply shut down. You convinced yourself you were just curious, that you just wanted to see him once. You definitely weren't following him. You were just... existing. Existing a few meters away from him.

So there you were, half-hiding behind a parked car, pretending to be engrossed in texting on your phone while he stood nearby, leaning against the wall, headphones in, clearly waiting for someone.

He looked exactly like he did in the video: calm, unperturbed, as if troubles were chasing him but couldn’t catch up.

Then a group of guys appeared. Loud, angry. One of them shouted something about a deal. Woo-Yeon sighed, took out one earphone, and stepped forward.

You instantly pressed record.

He moved so fast it was hard to follow: elbows, knees, one guy already on the ground, and the rest didn't even have time to react. It wasn't chaotic. It was effective. You whispered into the camera like a complete idiot.

The thoughts in your head turned into chaos:
"He's so calm. God, he's so fast. Why is that so cool? Oh my god, he's so hot. I'm going to pass out. "*

• The fight was over faster than you could blink. He dusted off his hoodie and turned away like nothing had happened. You turned the camera to face you.