Chapter 1

A cry out of pain echoed through the Dojo, which came from red haired Taekwondo student Hwoarang who had just been slammed to the ground by his Master, Baek.

"Master! That fucking hurt!" he cursed up at his master who had him pinned. This earned him a stinging slap to the head.

"Don't swear" Baek emphasised the don't. "In my dojo" and released him from the grip he held on his pupil. Hwoarang held the stinging pain from which his master struck him and sat crossed legs, catching his breath from the previous training they had just done. "Your guard was down Hwoarang." Baek then added sitting down opposite his pupil. "I've said many times to always, remain focused"

"Yeah I know…" Hwoarang rubbed his head then sighed. "I know. "

Baek watched his pupil as he seemed to be rubbing his ribs, but not in an obvious way. He waited to see if Hwoarang would point this out, but then thought he would never admit to defeat nor any injuries that make him seem weak.

He got up and walked to his pupil before taking a seat on the ground right in front of him. Hwoarang looked at his master, very confused.

"Take off your top"

Hwoarang was about to protest to this but Baek stopped him and signalled to take off his top, Hwoarang sighed and did what his master had asked. Then suddenly jumped at the cold contact of his masters fingers pressing against his bare skin.

"If you're injured. You must let me know" Baek told Hwoarang who was trying not to flinch as Baek pressed against each of his ribs. He let out a huge groan when Baek's fingers pressed against the bottom ribs. "And this is why" he got up. "We must never let our guard down" he exited the room.

Hwoarang watched his master leave, then groaned as he tried to get up.

"Excuse me" a voice came from the door which caused Hwoarang to turn his attention from getting up carefully. It came from a young woman, her hair in a long ponytail which was black. Her body toned, and her height was quite short. Just up to Hwoarang's shoulder. He eyed her up and down before looking back to her dark coloured eyes.

"Heh, you lost there sweetheart?" Hwoarang smirked at her. "This ain't no place for little girls"

"Cute. I'm here to see Baek Doo San" she replied, her Korean accent showing hardly any emotion.

"How do ya know ya not speaking to him eh?" Hwoarang grinned while raising an eyebrow to her. She still stared at him with her blank expression, showing she wasn't buying it. "Heh right, he should be back in a minute"

"Thank you" she then waited patiently, not making eye contact with Hwoarang. He looked her up and down again, and tried to determine what kind of person she was. Her fashion, which was a white tank top and light blue shorts, white knee high socks with red boots. Her personality so far did not match her fashion which confused Hwoarang. "You are injured?"

This sudden question was unexpected, as it didn't even look like she acknowledged his presence, let alone his injury. However Hwoarang would never admit to an injury to a stranger, or anyone apart from Baek or Steve for that matter, Julia and Lili would usually use their charms to get it out of him, but apart from them, no one.

"Nope. Just catching my breath" He lied, whilst trying to act convincing but wasn't accomplishing it very well. She didn't bother showing anymore interest in the subject and turned her attention to Baek who had just returned to the room, holding some bandages. Hwoarang rolled his eyes, as his lie had just been exposed more.

"Ah, You are Master Baek Doo San?" The girl asked, bowing to him. Baek looked at the girl and bowed to her.

"Yes. This is my dojo" He started heading towards Hwoarang with the bandages. Then turned round to face her again. "And you are?"

"Hana, Sir" she answered bowing once more.

"I see, and what can we do for you Hana?" Baek asked now applying the bandages around Hwoarang's ribs.

"I have been transferred to your Dojo. It would be an honour to be trained by you Master Baek" She replied, and handed Baek a scroll, explaining her transfer details. Hwoarang was a little shocked, she was asking Baek to train her too. He wasn't so sure if he would like that.

Baek quickly scanned through the scroll, before answering. "Hmm, training you also would not be hard. I accept my role as your new Master"

Hana smiled thankfully and bowed to her new master.

"Show up here tomorrow at 8am for your training"

"Yes Master" she smiled and caught Hwoarang watching her with a small glare, she returned to her usual emotionless stare when she looked at him then waved at Baek before exiting the Dojo.

Baek turned his attention back to his student who didn't look amused. "You are not jealous are you?" He smirked at Hwoarang. He only answered his question with a glare, before putting his top back on. Baek gave an amused laugh at his childish behaviour. "Ah Hwoarang, you have much to learn. No one will replace you. I took you in as my student. And my son"

Hwoarang looked into his masters eyes, he knew he meant what he said and replied with a small smile. "Thanks, but don't expect me to go easy on her, just cos she's new" Hwoarang's usual smirk returned which caused Baek to smile, he bowed to Hwoarang in which Hwoarang did the same.

"Go get some rest. Your ribs need to heal before your morning training" Baek instructed, knowing that his ribs wouldn't even be close to being fully healed, but also knowing that wouldn't stop Hwoarang anyway.

"Yes Master" and with that they both left the Dojo.

Ok so yes, just an introduction chapter I guess so sorry if it is a tad short. The plot line will develope in future chapters, so keep following if you want to know what happens, also please leave a review if you liked it, or if I have made a mistake anywhere. Thank youu xx