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Taekwondon’t Touch My Best Friend: Chapter One

Taekwondon’t Touch My Best Friend (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6) – Gyuhao

Chapter One

Notes: Soonyoung isn’t in the story yet, but he will be! Mingyu and Minghao will interact very soon, I promise. Seungcheol is protective big brother, and Mingyu will follow soon enough.

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“Okay, guys, we’re done for today,” Seungcheol said, bowing deeply to his students. They bowed back and thanked him then filed out of the dojo, chatting and laughing with each other. Seungcheol wiped sweat off of his forehead and tucked the top part of his gi around his waist, sporting the blue tank top that he wore underneath. Once everyone had gone, he walked over to the bulletin board hanging on the wall left of the mats. Seungcheol looked at the photos and newspaper articles given to him my parents and some he’d collected himself. His taekwondo class had grown a lot since he started up, not sure if his little dojo would make it. But Seungcheol’s classes were inexpensive compared to the other places around, and he was young and well-known in the neighborhood. He only graduated from high school a couple years ago, and he wasn’t sure what he wanted to do, so he put his college education on hold, moved in with his childhood best friend, Soonyoung, and started a dojo. His class attracted a lot of good kids from all around, a lot of them not far from his age. It was almost strange to be teaching kids who were first years at his own high school when he was a senior, even kids like Mingyu who’s only a couple of years younger than he is. But Mingyu was more of a friend than a student.

“Excuse me?”

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