Another One Bites the Dust

Your heart hammers as you stand before An Yujin, the final boss of your miserable club life. She towers over you in the empty dojang of the university’s Taekwondo club after the daily practice. Yujin’s uniform (dobok) clings to her tall, athletic frame.

“You?” Yujin raises her left eyebrow, staring you dead in the eyes.

“Yes! I am the challenger to dethrone you from your tyranny!” You try to say it as loud as possible, despite you still sounded as weak as your posture.

“What the fuck? My tyranny? What are you yapping about?” She seems confused.

“Rule from the Club Constitution Section 9.1: ‘Any member of the Taekwondo club can challenge the current president for their position in a manner determined by the latter.’ Are you scared, huh?” You swallow, and join her for the staring contest, but only she can see you dilating pupils.

“Hmm… interesting. Ok, I accept your challenge. But for what reason?” Yujin closes the distance between you; the warm air of the practice room is being replaced by her scent – deadly perfume mixed with her sweat from the practice.

“M… me and my fellow club members are done with your iron fist!” You exclaim, “2 hours of practice every afternoon? Two-mile runs as a warmup? You’re making our life so miserable, this is supposed to be a healthy and recreational club!”

“How is conditioning not healthy, hmm?” Yujin gets closer to you, you stumble backwards.

“A… and those so called ‘One-on-One extra practice?’ You randomly pick people to stay after. Every single one who’s been selected stumbles out and can barely walk straight the next day! What the hell did you do to them?” Your accusation is nothing but pure anger, yet the way your voice cracked showed exactly how scared you are in front of a strong woman like An Yujin.

“Aw~, the ‘one-on-one’ huh? I can swear they ALL had a good time… you want to find out what I did?” Yujin smiles at you mischievously, making you more frightened.

“I… I don’t have to know! Because after today, you’ll no longer be the president of the Taekwondo club! I… I shall replace the tyrant myself!” You give a final verdict, despite it is nowhere close to be promising.

“You stated the rule, and I pick the way of the duel. Any objections?” Yujin ignores your weak statements, instead she starts to kick off her sneakers that she just put on after the practice.

“No! Just say it.”

“Okay, I hope you won’t regret your decision. Now get on the mats.”

“What?”

“I said, ‘lie on the floor’. Is it not clear?” Yujin smirks, her normally cute dimple is now nothing but pure mischief.

“I…isn’t this supposed to be a Taekwondo contest? S… since this is a Taekwondo club?” You don’t dare to disobey the powerful president but you’re still confused as hell.

“I am going to challenge your endurance and strength, to see if you are capable of the position of the president. Which, I don’t think you do.” Yujin taunts, her grin grows even wider. “By the way, this is exactly what the one-on-one practice is about, but unfortunately? So far no one can finish the whole set without saying the safe word and chicken out.”

“What the fuck? T… this is not BDSM type of stuff, why is there a safe word?”

Apparently, Yujin is not as patient as you thought. She doesn’t like her club members when they ask too many questions. That’s why she decides to answer you physically.

“Ouch!” Within a blink of an eye, Yujin executes a sweep and tackles you onto the foam mats.

“Oh, by the way? The rule is simple, endure my assault and don’t tap out. Thirty minutes and you are the new President. Sounds easy, huh? I hope you have better stamina than your peers, candidate?” Yujin climbs up and mounts on top of your chest. Is this even a Taekwondo position anymore? You’re confused, but maybe she’s just gonna attack you? And you defend?

Well, that’s almost it.

Until Yujin starts to undo your uniform.

“Hey! What are you doing! What the fuck?” You scream as Yujin’s hands are already all over your bare chest.