sore loser;
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Kanna wasn’t a sore loser. Quite the opposite, really, when it came to The Pits - as long as the winner wasn’t an asshole about beating her, she took any loss as a learning opportunity. After all, the point of fighting at The Pits wasn’t to win every single time. That would get boring, wouldn’t it? She did, however, take issue with people who knew nothing about fighting trying to give her unsolicited advice. It was just condescending when a guy thought that just because he was naturally inclined to be a little bit taller and stronger, he was basically an MMA champ.
And it was even worse when someone was only pretending to do that. Because whatever it was Seonghwa was trying to do, she was fairly sure it was not give her friendly advice. She had worked in the modeling industry long enough to be able to spot a snake like him on sight. And him calling her ‘my love’ and ‘a lady’ was just the icing on the red flag cake.
She stopped walking away from him, turning to glare at him dead in the eye. A bit of thunder rumbled overhead, and she took a breath to try to calm herself before she spoke. “Let me be very clear. I’m not a lady. And I’m not stupid. And you look like you’ve never even carried your own bag, let alone fought professionally - so keep your ‘advice’ to yourself.”
For fuck’s sake, she hadn’t even lost that night! But somehow, she felt worse than if she had. And she had a feeling it was Seonghwa’s fault.
