Part 8 & 9
“Okay Round Two!” yelled Sensei Shim as he pulled his arm down.
“Fight!” Sung Hoon and Ji Yong got into their positions. Ji Yong let out a punch but Sung Hoon caught his arm and flipped him over.
During that time Sung Hoon whispered in Ji Yong’s ear, “You stay away from my Kyung Hee.”
Ji Yong fell down surprised at what he had just heard.
“Winner Kang Sung Hoon!” yelled Sensei Shim as he held up Sung Hoon’s arm.
Kyung Hee opened her mouth in shock.
‘That bastard Sung Hoon won!’ She began to tear away at her gi with her teeth. Sung Hoon saw her looking at him. He crossed his eyes and stuck his tongue out at her.
‘That jerk is so immature!’
“Wait Sensei!” she yelled.
“Three rounds remember? One more to go!”
Sensei Shim called for attention.
“Okay you losers watching on the sidelines. We have one more round.” Sung Hoon walked up to Kyung Hee.
“Don’t worry about it. Get ready to kiss my feet when I win Kyung Hee honey.”
"Get bent and die Kang Sung Hoon.” Sung Hoon flashed her one of his trademark smiles and went back to take his place.
Then he heard Kyung Hee yell out, “You can do it Ji Yong oppa!”
‘Ji Yong oppa?’ thought Sung Hoon.
‘She never called me oppa!’ Sung Hoon knew that he couldn’t lose his concentration or he’ll lose for sure.
" I'll win the match first and deal with it later.”
‘Wow’ thought Ji Yong.
"Sung Hoon is good. Hmm… I wonder if he’ll be my friend if he does end up beating me. He don’t hate Kyung Hee. I think he might even be in love with her! Heh heh… Well well.. Mr. Tough Guy must be thinking about ‘Kisado.’ Besides, I haven’t met a good match like this in a long time.”
“Round Three. Fight!” This time Sung Hoon let out a punch and Ji Yong caught his arm. He flipped Sung Hoon over but he didn’t fall down. Sung Hoon twisted his body back so he fell upright. He sent out a round house kick and knocked Ji Yong down.
‘Victory is mine.’ Sung Hoon smiled.
“Winner is Kang Sung Hoon!” yelled Sensei Shim.
“You were excellent too, Ji Yong” he said as he helped Ji Yong up. Ji Yong looked at Sung Hoon and smiled.
“You were great. You should show me your moves sometimes.” Sung Hoon looked at Ji Yong surprised. He didn’t expect Ji Yong to say that. Ji Yong extended out his hand.
“Truce? Except don’t pick on my dongsang Kyung Hee anymore okay?”
‘Dongsang?’ thought Sung Hoon.
‘That means there’s nothing going on between them. I guess this Ji Yong guy ain’t so bad after all.’ He shook Ji Yong’s hand.
Kyung Hee couldn’t believe her eyes. Both of them are shaking hands and acting like each other’s buddy! She ran up to Ji Yong’s side.
“Why are you being friends with this jock strap?” Ji Yong placed a hand on her shoulder.
“Come on Kyung Hee. Let’s all be friends.”
Then Jae Jin had to add his two cents in.
“Yeah. Isn’t that why you came up here Kyung Hee? To give Sung Hoon his victory kiss?” She looked over at Sung Hoon who was giving her this stupid smile and he was shaking his eyebrows up and down. She brushed off Ji Yong’s hand.
“No! And I hate you too Ji Yong!” Then she stomped off.
As Kyung Hee walked by the gym door, her hair got caught in the door’s hinges.
‘Oh great,’ she thought.
‘It’s not like I’m not embarrassed enough already and now this. I bet they’re all laughing now.’ She began to tug at her hair to pull it loose. However, unsuspecting by anyone, just above Kyung Hee’s head was a loose fan’s sharp blade. And it was about to fall.
It all just happened so fast.
Something instinctly made Sung Hoon look up. There it was. Just a few more cracks and the heavy twirling fan would fall. Right onto an unsuspecting Kyung Hee. Sung Hoon felt as though time had stopped and everything had frozen in place. But time did not stop. And he was moving.
Images flashed before Sung Hoon’s eyes. Kyung Hee would be crushed and killed. Then there will be no more Kyung Hee. How lonely and empty his life would be.
When Kyung Hee turned around to see if anyone was laughing, she saw Sung Hoon’s cocky smiling face turning into a face of horror. She began to wonder what he was doing. There he was running as fast as he could towards her. It was so fast. She heard a loud crash and felt her body slam against the wall. She blacked out for a second before she realized what was happening.
Too close. That was way way too close. Sung Hoon felt his heart beat so loud that it was pounding in his ears. When he grabbed Kyung Hee he didn’t stop running until he made it outside the gym and the wall stopped him. It took him a second to realize that his lips were pressed against something soft. He opened his eyes.
‘Oh my GOD!’ His eyes got even wider.
‘I’m kissing Kyung Hee! She’s gonna kill me!’ He began to think really fast.
‘I’ll just close my eyes and pretend like I know nothing.’ It took a while but Kyung Hee finally came back to her senses. She felt something pressed against her entire body.
‘Oh my gosh! Sung Hoon is kissing me!’ She pushed him off of her.
“You pervert!” she yelled as she balled her fists up until her knuckles turn white. Then there was that look on Sung Hoon’s face again. Kyung Hee knew something was wrong. Her hand slowly felt the back of her head. Her long hair was gone. The front was still long but the back was severed all the way up to her shoulders. She was in shock.
“How could you do this to me?” she cried out. Sung Hoon shrugged his shoulders
“Umm…. Victory Kiss?”
‘I can’t believe I said that!’ Too late. Sung Hoon saw Kyung Hee turn even angrier. Then he felt a painful slap across his cheek. He turned his head back just in time to see her run away. Then slowly, he went over to the gym doors to pick up what was left of Kyung Hee’s hair. Slowly his tears fell upon the shiny black hair he was holding.
Sung Hoon was hurting and it wasn’t from the slap. It was a different kind of pain.