Not Your Ordinary Flower

“You must fight.” That was what they told him, that was what he is supposed to do. The question is, can he do that? Yeah, sort off I guess. Does he want to? Not really. If Chihoon only knew how he had gotten himself in this mess, he would get himself out in the same way. Instead he’s trapped, trapped in a world full of anger, pain and misery. Oh, yes of course there is a way out, you fight, win and then challenge the champion. If you win, you’re free. But there is simply no way that Chihoon will ever win a fight. He’s quite handy with his daggers and thin needles, but one glimpse in the eyes of his opponent and he turns into a weak puddle.

 

Chihoon is rather submissive, choosing to submit himself instead of fighting. He show’s he’s no threat, shows that he won’t block anybody on their way out. It results in beatings, assaults. He’s no stranger in the clinic, who have the lap him up more often than they would like to. Once the danger is gone Chihoon changes in a sassy, cheerful brat, goofing and playing around, carefree like the whole game doesn’t exist. He can be charming if he wants to, also he knows damn well how to use his looks into his own advantage, isn’t shy to do it either.

Between Me & You

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