Lady Luck

Min Ji traversed down the sidewalk, though she wasn’t aware of anything that was happening around her. The cool night air meant nothing to her. Colors blurred into shapes. Shapes melted all around her. With every step she took, her mind went back and forth between two topics.

One, the fact that she’d walked out of a training session to take this trip to…somewhere. She didn’t know yet. All she knew was that her red training pants rubbed loudly in her ears as she walked, and the black dobok top did little to keep her warm in the crisp nighttime air.

The other, a young girl. A girl who’d looked up to her. Who she’d thought of as a daughter. She’d trained her. Cared for her. Encouraged her when she could.

Failed her when she needed her the most.

Min Ji could still hear the crying. The yelling. She could still see the hurt in the young girl’s eyes.

The void in them now.

With every step that Min JI took, she could feel the pain worsening. She’d failed her in so many ways. Each year she’d lost, just in not knowing where she was, felt like another knife in her body.

Min Ji roamed the street, ignoring the looks the sporadic person gave her. They thought she might’ve been drunk, with the way she swayed and hung her arms out to her sides. This time, though, they’d be wrong. This time, she hadn’t had a drop to drink. Tonight was just supposed to be simple. Tonight, she was just supposed to have a solo training session, and maybe hit the casinos afterward. After all, she’had hit her stride on her last trip, turning a decent profit, and she’d wanted to keep that momentum going into another good paycheck.

Instead, she soon found herself in front of a school gymnasium. She’d snapped out of her reverie just in time to realize where she was. Her eyes roamed over the building, and another memory hit her.

This was it. This was the place she’d lost her little girl. Where she disappeared, only to be replaced by the angry young woman who now used her name.

Who used Min Ji’s teachings to harm others.

The Korean woman choked back a sob that threatened to break the dam of her emotions. She wasn’t normally one to contain them, but she didn’t want to let them go.

Not here. Not in front of random people.

Instead, she found herself walking up to the front doors, grabbing hold of one of the handles to test it. A slight tug told her everything she needed to know, The door swung open with ease, and she slipped in, looking to see if anyone was watching her.

Once she was sure she hadn’t been noticed, she began to make her way through the entrance area. Most of the gym’s lights were off, save for the occasional security light that remained lit at all times. As she walked through, her eyes scanned the walls. They were decorated with the things she expected a high school gym to have: trophies, banners, school art pieces and the like. As she looked everything over, she saw how happy the teens in the pictures were, and she felt her heart twist in her chest even more.

It wasn’t fair. They were so happy, while her little girl suffered…

“HA!”

The sudden cry of effort caused Min Ji to jump. She hadn’t expected anyone else to be here, but she knew the sound of training when she heard it. She quickly walked over to the doors leading to the main area: the gym’s basketball court. She peeked through the door’s small window, to see who was on the court.

She felt her breath catch in her chest as her eyes beheld the person within, and her lips press tightly together.

The cool night air felt better and better with every step. Silver hair bounced up and down in time with the steps. She could feel her muscles burning under her skin, bringing a new burst of energy whenever she thought about it.

Tanya Blaze jogged down the street, the top of her gi adding some drag to her run, making it more difficult for her. That was fine, though. That was what she wanted. Made for a better run when she had to work for it.

Tanya watched the space in front of her, seeing her breath briefly turn to mist in front of her before disappearing. The night was cool enough for that, but not so cold that it turned the young martial artist away from an outdoor training session.

Tanya ignored some of the looks she got as she ran by other pedestrians along the sidewalk. Most of them didn’t pay her much mind, being used to seeing athletes of all kinds in this city, though there was the occasional person that glared at her as she sped past them. They saw her as an inconvenience and inconsiderate of their right to walk.

She saw them as mini obstacles, weaving in-between small groups or circling around individuals to work on her agility.

Tanya continued to run, pushing herself more and more with every step. Despite the good burn she felt, she could also tell that her endurance was starting to wear out. She wasn’t sure how long it had been since she’d started. She wasn’t even sure how far she’d gone. She’d made a few turns in her run, making it longer than it would have been if she had just gone straight, but she’d lost track of the distance. All she knew was that she was going to need a break soon.

Luckily for her, she spotted a building closeby that she could stop at. Her eyes barely scanned over the sign posted in front of it, labeling it as a local high school gym. She slowed herself down as she approached, until she was only a few feet away from the steps that led to the front doors. She panted heavily as she slowly approached the door, the night air starting to sting at her more and more now that she wasn’t exerting herself. She set her hands on her hips, taking a second to catch her breath. A second was all she got, though, as she felt a chill rush along her spine, causing her to shiver.

“Holy crap it’s cold.”

Tanya looked to the gym door, considering for a moment whether or not she wanted to try it. The gym was easily the closest building to her, where she might’ve been able to get out of the cold. If it didn’t work, she’d have to run off to another place. That wouldn’t be a huge problem, but it would definitely suck to have to–

Her thought was cut off as she pulled at one of the handles, and the door swung open with ease.

“Huh. Cool.”

She stepped into the gym, already feeling the comfort of the warmer air washing over her. She strolled through the lobby area, eyes only quickly scanning over the trophy cases. It didn’t take her long to realize something was missing, and she felt her face fall flat.

“No karate team. Laaaaaaaame.”

Before long, she found the doors that led to the main basketball court. She stood outside of them for a second, taking the time needed to get her head set right. There was a difference between running and what she wanted to do, and she needed to get in the mindset for it. Once she was ready, she threw the doors open, stepped through and, just before walking onto the main court, bowed deeply.

It may not have been her dojo, but a training area still deserved proper respect.

Tanya walked out to the center of the floor, setting herself down on her knees and closing her eyes. She let out a deep exhale as she began to meditate, settling herself down from the high of the run. A few minutes passed as she felt herself begin to recharge. The burning sensation in her muscles settled down, and she felt herself becoming more relaxed. Once she was ready, she pushed herself to her feet, opening her eyes as she did.

Her eyes displayed a level of focus that she didn’t have before, staring through the space in front of her before she began to move again. She quickly turned on her feet, sliping into a cat stance while throwing a block in front of her, and one behind her.

From there, Tanya began to work her way through a kata of her own design. She envisioned enemies of various sizes and styles coming after her, and that every punch and kick brought them down around her. None could break through her defense, and every foe fell with each precise strike she threw. She even went through a couple of throws, rolling along the ground with the imaginary opponent she brought with her.

At one point, she threw a high side kick, putting as much power into the attack as she could.

“HA!”

Her kiai reverberated through the gym, and she held her foot in the air for several moments afterward. Once she was ready, she brought it back down to the ground before continuing with her form. Her focus on the imaginary battle she was embroiled in left her oblivious to the pair of red eyes that glared at her through the windows of the gym. Nothing drew her attention to the owner, until the woman in question threw the doors open herself.

Tanya had just thrown a punch when she heard the sound of the doors hitting the wall, forcing her to snap her head toward the entrance in question.

“Uh, hi?”

“...you.”

The two women stared at one another, neither moving for a moment. Neither was sure of exactly what they were going to do, but one was certain that she wasn’t a fan of the other.

A fact made clear by the sudden leap forward, closing the gap between the two. Tanya could only register that the older woman had even moved before she felt her face exploding in pain. Min Ji, acting on a mix of adrenaline and rage, moved in and fired a kick to Tanya’s jaw. At the blinding speed it moved at, her foot effectively became a spear as is made contact, forcing the younger karateka’s jaw to clack.

Tanya, for her part, barely had time to let instinct take over before she knew what was happening. Her hands had only just began to move upward before the kick caught her, and the world was nothing but colorful flashes for a brief moment. The kick caused her knees to buckle, but she managed to stay on her feet. She recovered from the attack as quickly as she could, hopping backward to put distance between them again.

“Okay, not the best greeting…” Tanya muttered, wiping at her chin with the back of a hand. She then looked over to Min Ji, “Anyway, name’s Tanya Blaze. You are?”

Min Ji didn’t respond for a moment, continuing to pierce Tanya with her gaze.

“Uh…?”

“You’re scum.”

That caught Tanya by surprise. “Huh?”

“You, and everyone like you. You’re all scum. You all look down at people that’re weaker than you. The ones that’re helpless.You treat them all like glorified punching bags, beating them just for existing.

“Well, why don’t you try beating me up, then?”

Once again, the two stood still, neither moving more than needed to breathe. Before long, Tanya gave Min Ji a confused look.

“Okay, maybe I messed up some of the words. Lemme try again. Name’s Tanya Blaze. And you are…?”

The older woman didn’t answer, instead leaping forward to begin her offense anew. She unleashed a series of kicks aimed at Tanya’s head, forcing the silver-haired fighter to bring her hands up to defend herself as best as she could.

Tanya clenched her teeth with every blow she blocked. It didn’t take long for her to realize her arms couldn’t keep up her guard. Before long, the pain would override her, and she’d drop her arms. Once she did, it was over. Her eyes watched as closely as she could, but Min Ji’s speed made it difficult to find the opening she wanted.

Her timing had to be perfect.

The opportunity came faster than she thought it would. After a particularly sharp side kick, Min Ji pulled her leg back, just as any well-trained martial artist would. Tanya, also well-trained, took advantage of that by darting forward, bringing one arm down to try and pump a heavy uppercut into the older woman’s exposed jaw.

If there was one thing Tanya could be grateful for, it was that taekwondo fighters always kept their arms pretty low when they fought–

Tanya blinked.

“Wait.”

Faster than she could realize, Min Ji had hopped to the side, keeping her kicking leg cocked as she deftly sidestepped the blow. Tanya barely had enough time to turn her head and see the taekwondoin at her side before the Korean woman struck, launching her foot into the American’s side like a spear.

Tanya could only let out a breathless cry of pain as she stumbled away, doubled over and clutching her side as she did. She just barely recovered enough to avoid the snap front kick aimed at where her head was, snapping up straight to watch the leg pierce the air she once occupied.

“Holy crap.”

She turned to look Min Ji in the eye, who returned her look with one of pure fury. She blinked for a second before instinct took over, and Tanya turned on her heels. She darted to the nearest sideline of the basketball court, running up the wall there for a couple of steps before she reached for the edge. She climbed up, and began running between the seats of the school bleachers she’d ran for.

“Am I really getting my ass handed to me by a TKD fighter? Am I seriously losing my edge here?”

A loud howl of anger filled the gym, causing Tanya to yelp and look behind her. Min Ji, taking advantage of her leg strength, leaped up to the bleachers and gave chase, weaving between the seat backs of the bleachers more deftly than the younger woman was.

“What the crap?!”

With a couple of quick steps, Min Ji leaped into the air, skipping several seats between her and the karateka. Tanya’s eyes went wide as she watched the older woman close the distance in a hurry, though that was quickly overridden by the sight of what looked like red tear-like streaks forming around one of the dark-haired woman’s legs. Tanya had just enough time to bring her arms up to defend herself before a vicious round kick came crashing into her. She grit her teeth as she felt the Ki streaks dig into her arms, threatening to rip her gi sleeves apart.

Instead, the strength of the attack caught her unprepared, and she soon found herself sailing over the edge of the bleachers. A feeling of panic washed over her as she soon felt nothing underneath her for a moment, just her sailing through the air.

Until she came crashing down. The air was shoved out of her lungs as she landed hard on her back in front of the doors leading to the basketball court, causing her to wheeze and choke for a few seconds, one hand coming to press against her back while the other clutched at her side.

A feeling in the back of her head got Tanya to snap out of her misery, pushing her to roll herself to the side. Her instinct was immediately validated by the heavy impact of a foot slamming down where her head once was. Min Ji landed hard on the ground, the red streaks Tanya had seen before now engulfing her leg.

“Holy crap!” she said as she watched the floor cracking beneath the Korean woman’s foot. A small crater formed where she landed, with cracks spider-webbing out in a wide circle stopping just short of Tanya herself, “I’m actually in danger! She’s like Shiho, but, like, not holding back!”

Tanya flipped up to her feet just as the anger-fueled woman turned to face her. Both women took their fighting stances once again, with Tanya noting that the streaks continued to dance around Min Ji’s leg. Gritting her teeth, she decided to match energy with energy.

Min Ji, on her end, noticed Tanya’s eyes becoming sharper than before, and the temperature of the area began to rise a little. Before she knew it, the fists of the younger woman before her burst into flame, just far enough from her skin to keep from setting her gi or her hand wraps on fire. The taekwondo master raised an eyebrow at the sight.

‘Flames? She can channel her ki? Is that why she can hurt Ricardo so easily?’

“My turn!”

The declaration caught Min Ji by surprise, as did the sight of Tanya rushing toward her. The silver-haired fighter unleashed with a barrage of attacks, a mix of various kicks and punches launched at various targets on the Korean woman’s body. The older fighter, for her part, simply dodged each strike.

‘Can’t let those hit me. She’s got power, that’s for sure, but those flames would make anything that lands that much worse. Gotta buy time and space.’

She backed up with every attack, weaving her way around Tanya’s strikes. She played defense as much as she could, but eventually Tanya managed to make a little headway. An uppercut intended for her chin missed by mere centimeters, allowing the flames to lick at her dobok top. An ember flew onto her shoulder, catching the fabric and creating a tiny flame on the older woman’s uniform.

Tanya, seeing what happened, leaped back a bit, panting and grinning as she did. Her flames died down, and she breathed heavily with exhaustion.

“Ha! Gotcha!”

Min Ji also took a hard step back, turning to look at the smouldering flame on her shoulder. She calmly patted it away, ending any hopes the fire may have had in doing any real damage.

“Is that all you’ve got?” She asked, giving Tanya an unimpressed look as she did.

Tanya, for her part, chuckled and brushed the tip of her nose with a thumb.

“Maybe, but I’ve still got some left in the tank. You want it?”

Min Ji gave no answer, instead offering an unimpressed look at the younger fighter. She slowly took her fighting stance again, while Tanya did the same. The flames showed no sign of dissipating, causing the Korean woman to sharpen her glare a bit.

Tanya stepped off quickly, racing in and throwing several punches at the other fighter. Cross after jab after uppercut came at various targets on Min Ji’s head, though she weaved around each blow with a level of expertise that came from decades of martial arts experience. Each time Tanya attempted to strike her, her fists would remain ignited, leaving behind trails of burning embers as they passed by.

Min Ji continued to play defense, dodging every shot taken at her. After one particular haymaker she’d ducked under, the fire from Tanya managed to ignite a couple of loose strands of Min Ji’s hair, though they quickly fizzled out.

The two continued to work across the basketball court, moving back and forth across the floor. At one point, Tanya tried to catch Min Ji off guard with a leaping back kick. The kick itself wasn’t what Tanya tried to deceive her with, however. It was the ball of flame that burst around the karateka’s foot. That forced Min Ji to push herself back, putting distance between the two women again.

Tanya took her stance once again as soon as her feet touched the ground, staring Min Ji down as hard as she could. The two fighters took a moment to recover, though one needed it more than the other. Min Ji breathed a little hard, with all of the dodging she had to do, but Tanya was a much different story, panting heavily while sweat dripped from her forehead.

“Damn. Not even one hit! Who the hell is this lady?!”

The flames around Tanya’s hands and feet fizzled out while she worked to regain her energy.

“The hell do I do now?”

“She was a good kid, y’know.”

Tanya blinked. “What?”

Min Ji tilted her head down a bit, feeling her emotions start to overwhelm her a bit. “She was shy. She liked to talk about poems. She wrote them. Read them to me all the time. I even remember her face lighting up whenever I came by to train her.”

Tanya eased her stance, giving Min Ji a strange look as she did. “What’re you talking about? Look, I dunno who you are, but I’m pretty sure you’ve got the wrong person–”

“She’d lost her mom, and her bastard father’s family couldn’t have given less of a damn about her when they took her in. It’s like, she thought I was her new mom, and I wanted to be it. I wanted to see her grow. I wanted to see her become a professional. I wanted to be by her side.

“I wanted to see her happy. But now…now, she just curses my name.”

“Look, lady, I feel for you and all but–”

“You wanna know why? You wanna know why I can’t een look at her right now? It’s because of you.”

That got Tanya to gawk. “The hell?! What the hell did I do?!”

Tanya could see a lone tear drop down to the ground at Min Ji’s feet.

“I thought…I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. Or maybe I’d had a drink or two or something, but the way she looked at me…she barely even wanted to talk. We’d been apart for years, but when I ran into her again, the one thing she did talk about was the person who hurt her.

“The person who broke her leg.”

Tanya’s jaw dropped a little. In that moment, it clicked.

“No…”

Min Ji looked back up, any hints of tears now gone.

“Your belt gave you away, Tanya Blaze,” she said, pointing to Tanya’s uniform.

Tanya swallowed hard. “...you’re her…”

Min Ji took a step forward. Then another. And another. She slowly advanced toward Tanya.

“You hurt my baby. You took her away from me. She’s down this path she’s on because of you. You, Tanya Blaze, are scum. And I? I’m going to make you pay.”

Tanya backed up a little, holding her hands out in front of her.

“Wait, wait!”

“Maybe then she’ll look at me again. Maybe she’ll see me the way she used to. Hurting the person that caused her so much pain will make her love me again…”

With every word she spoke, Tanya could see Min Ji’s aura growing stronger. The streaks began to build around her legs again, becoming more intense by the second. Tanya, as she watched, felt her eyes going wider at the sight.

Min Ji, however, hadn’t noticed. Too focused was she on her goal, her delusion, that taking revenge in her student–no, her adoptive daughter’s name, would restore that bond they once had. That Yura would see her as someone to admire again, and that they’d be able to rebuild the bridge between them.

Tanya, as she watched, felt a realization come to her. Her hands began to slowly descent from their place in her fighting stance.

‘No matter what I do, I can’t get away from that. Even if I dodge, those streaks are gonna get me. I can’t block. She’ll rip right through me.’

Her hands came to her side.

‘...this is it. This is what I deserve. She’s hurting because of me. Yura’s hurting because of me. Everything’s coming back to get me. Always knew it would, just didn’t know when. Guess it’s now…’

She looked into Min Ji’s eyes as best she could. All she saw looking back at her was the same thing Yura’s would give her.

Pain.

Tanya took a deep breath, feeling herself shudder a bit as she did. She then did the one thing neither martial artist expected: She sat down on the ground, legs crossed in front of her and hands settled in her lap.

Min Ji blinked as she watched Tanya sit down. A second later, she felt her anger and hatred flare up again, stronger than before.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked, walking up to the younger fighter, “We’re not done here.”

“Just, get it over with.”

Min Ji stopped at that.

“What?”

“Go ahead. Y’know. I deserve it. I didn’t think my actions back then would hurt other people the same way they hurt her. I remember her telling me that my pursuit of fighting would lead to more people getting hurt. Looks like she was right. So, go ahead. Do what you gotta do.”

Min Ji growled deep in her throat.

“If you’re trying to talk your way out if this, it’s not going to work. I can’t…I won’t forgive you for what you did to her. What you did to our relationship.”

Tanya looked up at Min Ji. “Good. I don’t want you to forgive me. I don’t want Yura to either. I don’t want forgiveness at all. All I wanna do is atone for what happened…what I did that day. It’s my fault. I created the criminal she became, and all I can try to do is save her from that destructive path.”

Min Ji stopped, looking down at Tanya in a way that felt too familiar. 

Shock.

There was no way she was hearing this. Not from the woman that took everything from her. The woman who hurt her baby. Turned her against her. Caused her to weaponize everything Min Ji had taught her to hurt innocent people. And now…she wants to save her?

Min Ji took a step back, her head starting to spin a little in confusion. There was no way. No possible way…

Tanya flinched as a scream of rage and frustration filled the room, followed by the pressure of the Korean woman’s Ki. The streaks billowed out from her, threatening to slice open anything they came into contact with, starting with the floor around Min Ji’s feet. She then stepped forward, bringing a foot high into the air.

It was her intention to bring it down on Tanya’s head. To spike her skull with a vicious axe kick, and whatever happened afterwards, happened and, as she brought her heel down, Tanya screwed her eyes shut, ready to accept her fate. With a shout, Min Ji put as much power into her kick as she could.

Both women, however, were surprised at the sound they heard. Polished floorboards cracked, split and splintered next to them. However, Tanya opened an eye, wincing as she felt the edges of the streaks nip at her near-side arm and leg.

Min Ji, for her part, clenched her teeth tightly, feeling tears threaten to start building in her eyes. Her mind, for the first time since she’d entered the building, her mind had settled. She looked down at the younger woman, and shakily sighed.

‘...I can’t. I can’t forgive her, but i can’t do this either. She says she wants to help Yura, and…I can’t fully believe her yet, but part of me wants to.’

‘...oh God, what would Diane, my best friend, think?! I was about to…’

Min Ji sank to her knees, sorrow now starting to wash over her. The tears that once lightly stung slightly at her eyes now began to flow, tapping the wood on the ground in front of her as they fell.

“Oh God…”

Tanya watched with a concerned expression. Part of her wanted to move, but she kept herself still.

“I left her. I left her after that day. I left her all alone. I couldn’t face her. I thought I’d failed her as a teacher. I couldn’t…I should’ve told her that everything would be okay…I always did before that…I don’t know why I didn’t then…”

Min Ji sobbed for a moment, prompting Tanya to shift her position a little.

“All these years, I just kept failing her. I needed to be a better example for her, but I couldn’t. Now, any time I see her, all I get is hate. Anger. Disdain. And I deserve all of it. I failed her. I’m still failing her. Here I am, taking out my own anger on someone that wants to help her. Someone that wants to make things right for Yura’s sake. God, I’m just a failure, and I can’t stop digging a deeper hole…”

Tanya sighed with some sympathy. She wasn’t able to connect with her teacher-to-teacher, but in the back of her mind, she understood how Yura felt when it came to their masters abandoning them. She slowly walked over to Min Ji’s side, setting a hand on her shoulder. If Min Ji felt her touch, she gave no indication, continuing to cry as Tanya knelt down beside her.

“Hey,” she said, tightening her grip on the Korean woman’s shoulder a bit, “Look, we both screwed up with her. We both screwed up bad. But, It’s not about what we did in the past. We can’t do anything about that now. It’s about what we can do for her now. It’s about doing what we can to save her now. Think about it. You were about to beat me up for her, right? That wouldn’t help anything though, would it? You’d just be doing what she does now.”

Min Ji settled a bit, though Tanya could still hear her sniffling a little.

“We can’t stoop down to her level. Not us. Not now. We do, and we’ll lose her forever. Then, nobody wins. Nobody’s happy. Nobody’s fulfilled.”

That got the older woman to look the younger one in the eye. Despite the red, slightly puffy eyes that looked back at her, Tanya couldn’t help but smile a little.

“...do you really think she’s still in there? My baby’s still in there?”

Tanya blinked, thinking back to a fairly recent encounter she had with the woman she’d injured. She’d tried, and miserably failed, to secretly tail the gang leader one day as she fought–-to Tanya’s surprise–to save a captured rabbit. A rabbit that Yura seemed to care for very much, despite her otherwise cold demeanor.

The white-haired fighter offered a stronger smile at the memory.

“No. I know she is.”

Before she knew it, Min Ji took advantage of her speed to catch Tanya by surprise. This time, though, Tanya found herself yelping in surprise as a pair of arms wrapped themselves around her, pulling her in tightly against Min Ji.

“Please, Tanya…bring her back…”

Tanya held still for a moment, blinking in shock before she chuckled and returned the embrace as best she could.

“Damn right I will.”

The two sat there for what felt like forever, just holding one another. Eventually, though, Min Ji began to peel herself away from Tanya, who released her own embrace. The two stood up, with Min Ji catching Tanya by surprise by bowing to her as soon as they were  on their feet.

“I’m sorry for all the trouble. This isn’t normally something i would do. Not sober, anyway. Let me make it up to you.”

Tanya chuckled, scratching at the back of her head.

“Well, getting my ass kicked by a TKD fighter, then getting a treat from her? Today’s a pretty weird da–ow!”

Min Ji held her fist in front of her, a scowl on her face as Tanya rubbed at the spot on her head the older woman bonked.

“No need to put down my martial art..”

‘Another karateka. What’s up with these kinds of people…?’

Tanya, despite her stinging skull, chuckled again.

“Yeah, sorry. Anyway, I wouldn’t mind getting something to eat after this chaos.”

“My treat, then.”

The two nodded in agreement.

“Oh, and one more thing.”

Min Ji blinked. “Go ahead.”

Tanya’s smile faded. “Tell me everything you know about Yura.”

Min Ji felt herself wilt a little, but looked Tanya in the eye.

“...alright.”

The two began to make their way out of the gym, but before they could get too far, Tanya stopped.

“Wait!”

Min Ji stopped, turning to look back at Tanya.

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

Tanya motioned to the basketball court behind her.

“We can’t just leave this place torn up like this! What’re we gonna do?”

Min Ji’s eyes scanned over the court, taking in the damage the two–mostly she–had done. For a few seconds, only a low sound could be heard coming from the Korean woman, as she assessed the scene before her. A blink later, and she offered Tanya a smile.

“It’s fine. We’ll just act like we’ve never been here before.”

Tanya watched in shock as Min Ji began to walk away, before letting out a quite, awkward laugh.

“Wonder if Yura gets her troublemaking habits from her.”

She then followed the older woman out, eager to get to a meal and figure out how they would actually make up for the damage they’d done.

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This is part 1 of a 2 part story and this time it was done by my good friend @MysticDeadman

Special thanks to @rongs1234