I know my bully isn't as bad as most people's, because the thing is, is that he doesn't order me to do anything. He just hits me, gives me swirlies, and says mean things, some people definitely got it much, much worse than I do. Jun is more of just a jerk than a bully honestly. If I start to train and learn how to fight, maybe that musclehead will back off. I have a lot of money that I don't use, and it's not like I wanna go to college either, I can't get accepted anyway, I've already gotten 2 D-grades already. One in English last year, and one in History two years ago as a freshman (curse you American school system! Why do we have to copy it while also adding more pressure!)
I want to learn how to fight. Jugyeong can teach me Taekwondo, but Jun learned Lucha Libre and Jiu-Jitsu, aka, body weight plus grappling = death. Thankfully he mostly punches me since he knows I can't fight and he doesn't want a lawsuit if he were to kill me with a Jiu-Jitsu grab. And remember, I weigh 50 pounds less than him. And at LEAST 50 pounds of my weight is just pure fat.
Thankfully, there's a gym nearby that teaches the ONE fighting style made to counter both Taekwondo, Wrestling, AND Jiu-Jitsu, even if it gets wrecked by everything else.
Dae Zhae Kuaun.
Apparently, Dae Zhae Kuaun I heard is a fighting style that is basically what you get when you get salty Africans (normally from Zhaelonistahn) fighting against Brazilians and Mexicans and keeps getting beaten and the Mexican was also Korean (Mexico has the world's second largest Koreatown, look it up, it's not uncanny).
Where is this gym? Next door to my apartment complex right?
Wait who am I talking to? Eh, probably just myself.
I go to this stupid gym nextdoor to my apartment complex. I gotta get fit. I don't like places that are far. This place definitely isn't far.
I enter this gym...
"Hello, are you a member?" This lady asked me.
"No."
"Would you like to join? You get a one-day free trial."
"To motivate me to work out I'll just sign up now so that it's a monetary obligation."
"Okay sir, sign here and cash or credit?"
"Okay, and cash. How much is it for the deluxe package for a month?"
"So including the Dae Zhae Kuaun classes?"
"Yes."
"That'll be 92 thousand Won a month, or if you sign up for a whole year, you save and it's 1 million won the entire year."
"How much for a locker, Dae Zhae Kuaun classes, and sauna access for a year?"
"About 750 thousand Won. You won't get to use the machines, nor the weights though."
"At that point I might as well go for the 1 million Won huh."
"I recommend it, especially since the Dae Zhae Kuaun classes are only like 30 minutes long, twice a week. The instructor mainly just teaches you the moves and has y'all practice it like three times and she expects you to practice that move or moves. Dae Zhae Kuaun is a discipline that has no belts, you just join the class for the year and if you join again the next year it's the exact same program. It's January so you're lucky, nor does she pit y'all to fight each other. You gotta do that in the ring externally."
"Can I go with the Million won plan, but pay half now, half next month?"
"You'd have to pay that half now."
"Okay."
I'm pretty nervous since I'm putting in essentially a phone's worth of money into this. But not getting wet at school and not slowly breaking my rib cage is definitely worth it. The medical bills would be staggering if I let this go for the last year and a half of school I have left. My insurance only pays half, my parents would probably pay half of what's left, and expect me to pay for the rest. That's a no no right there.
Also, I'll lose weight so that'll help.
I pay half of the bill.
"When are the Dae Zhae Kuaun classes?" I ask the lady.
"Monday and Thursday from 5 pm to 5:30."
"Conveniently they're my days off."
"Perfect."
"So can I just work out here right now?"
"Your locker is 441. Also you can buy a lock in the vending machine right there. After that go for it."
I buy a combination lock because I hate the key ones. It was 10000 won but that's whatever. Most of my money is tips anyway. One of the few things I like about Korea copying things off of the US. Sometimes I make like 300000 Won in tips a night. And other days I make like 30000 Won in tips. At least I still get paid minimum wage (9160 Won an hour isn't bad).
I go to my locker...
And I don't have gym clothes...
The lady comes up. "We sell gym clothes at the vending machine next to the locks."
It was like 30000 Won. I'm pretty broke right now. Thankfully I have a 6 hour shift on my busiest night today.
I switch out my clothes.
It's only like 11 am. It's fine.
I want to start up slow but I don't know what I should start with. The lady at the counter is pretty bored (and just pretty), most of the people at the gym already have wire transfers and know what they're doing. She looks like she needed something to occupy her for a while, I guess she's done with all her desk work.
"Hey kid, I recommend you start off with 5 kg weights. My name is Seulgi, sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier." The lady who was at the counter said.
{Side Mission 2: Pumping Iron 1. Do 5 sets of 10 reps. Reward: +1 ATC}
"Let's DO THIS!"
I do my first rep, it's not as heavy as I thought it would be, must be because I'm used to carrying about 7 kg in food at one time.
I do my second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth. No problem.
On the ninth, I started to feel the burn already.
I do my tenth next.
"I have to do 4 more sets of this DPHM?" I ask in my mind.
{It's not that hard, it's not gonna hurt til tomorrow anyway.}
"I hate you."
{I hate you more Dumb Pathetic Helpless Moron ;)}
Dang, it got me.
I wait one minute.
I start.
I immediately feel the burn, but I'm able to do it.
On the tenth rep, it started to feel a bit sore. But, I kind of enjoyed it.
I do my third set, fourth set. I started to get used to it.
On my fifth set, I immediately start feeling sluggish in my arms.
I persevere, I somehow make it to that 5th 10th rep.
{Side Mission 2: Pumping Iron 1. Completed. Reward: +1 ATC. ATC stat: 102}
Then I go to work afterwards...