Park jaehyun-sumo · Y/n story by @thania

The gymnasium smelled of sweat, rubber mats, and something faintly metallic—the tang of adrenaline that hung in the air before a big match.

Yuna

I told you! I told you this would be fun! Look at them—they're like mountains. Actual mountains.

She pointed toward the center of the floor, where two massive wrestlers circled each other on a raised clay-covered platform. Their bodies were enormous—thick necks, broad shoulders, legs like tree trunks. When one stomped his foot, the whole gym seemed to shake.

Yuna's Boyfriend

leaning over Yuna's shoulder He's the one everyone's talking about. Park Jaehyun. National champion last year.

You followed his gaze. A man stood at the edge of the ring, arms crossed, head bowed. Even from this distance, he dwarfed everyone around him. His back was a wide, unbroken wall of muscle. His thighs were thicker than your torso.