There's A Brief Crinkle Of His Brows, Slight Confusion Washing Over Him. But Her Enthusiasm Is Palpable,

there's a brief crinkle of his brows, slight confusion washing over him. but her enthusiasm is palpable, soon causes a smile to stretch onto features. " i see. and how clean exactly is ' maya clean ' ? because my apartment could probably use some of it. " truthfully, he has too much space for one person, and isn't often there to keep it in check. but he likes to have space, always wants to be prepared should any family need somewhere to rest.

𓍼⋆⊹ 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 : @dreamerfms

"and guess what? it's not just health department clean. it was "maya" clean!" she was awfully enthusiastic about that. how could she not be? it was just the way she wanted for it to be. well, not necessarily wanted but she wasn't going to let anything be a mess. especially not any future restaurants she was looking to own... or even her apartment.

there's fun in messing up. the idea feels foreign and it's not because she can't have fun, it's because messing up has never been much of an option for her. her instinct is to scoff, to brush it off with somewhat faux confidence she always carries, but there’s a softness in his tone that almost tempts her. but she knows herself, knows she's the type of person who would drive herself insane trying to fix every little mistake. perfect, the word rings in her mind, mothers voice stern and sharp. always perfect. " what, you don't think i could ? " raises a perfectly sculpted brow, playful smirk etching onto mouth. but it's there, behind her gaze, a competitive spark like no other. a fire that burns bright. " swimming is, what ? mostly good breathing, coordination and core strength ? i've already got all three of those. but i'll humour you, just this once, " she adds, an air of teasing. for someone who's never attempted to swim, she's sure got a lot of faith in herself. " how about you tell me what to do, and we'll see how well i can execute it ? "

he leans back with a slow , lazy grin , the kind that seems to say he's already seen through her words , but he’s willing to play along . his eyes spark with a mix of curiosity and amusement , and his drawl adds a casual warmth to his response . “ now , see , that sounds like a challenge . and i never could back down from a good one . ” he watches her , noticing the tension she carries , the weight of always needing to be perfect . “ difficult student or not , darlin’ , i reckon you’d surprise yourself . ” he tilts his head , eyes narrowing just a little as he studies her with that easygoing charm of his . “ overtake me , huh ? i’d like to see you try . but maybe... just maybe , you don't always have to be the best at everything. there’s fun in messing up sometimes . ”

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It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia – 4.13: The Nightman Cometh

[ … ] ❀ you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed { kyro lee } walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who { he } is ? they kind of look like { park seo joon } and i could be wrong but i think that they might be { thirty-one } years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last { ten years ( on/off ) }. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of { jacob black } from { twilight }. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at { - } as a { professional boxer }. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the { the legacy bearer } of palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty { fanatical } at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty { loyal } to me. we see each other all the time since they live in that { five } apartment beside me over in { coral cove }. i better leave you to it. it was nice meeting you! 

BASICS

full name : kyro lee location : lives part-time between palm-view and new york date of birth : 29 / 07 / 1993 sibling(s) : ronnie & miles lee. occupation : professional boxer current titles: tba relationship status : single gender identity : cis male ( he/him ) sexual orientation : bisexual faceclaim : park seo-joon

ABOUT

as the firstborn son of a legendary boxer, it was always expected that kyro would follow in his father's footsteps. the name lee was synonymous with power, grit, and victory in the boxing world, and kyro was the natural heir to that legacy. from as far back as he could remember, he embraced it as his destiny, too. his earliest memories were of him and his father in dimly lit gyms, the rhythmic sound of fists hitting heavy bags echoing through the air. long days and nights were spent learning footwork, perfecting his stance, and mastering combinations that no opponent would see coming. boxing, it seemed, was in his blood.

kyro lived and breathed the sport, his body conditioned from a young age to withstand the physical toll it demanded. and his dedication paid off. popularity came easily to him, not just because of his name or his imposing figure, but because of who he was. tall, with a strong, chiselled frame, he could intimidate just by standing still, yet there was a softness to him that made people feel comfortable. he was charming, loyal to a fault, kind to everyone.

still, school wasn’t easy. his mind was never on textbooks or exams— it was always in the ring, replaying fights, strategizing his next move. it wasn’t that he wasn’t smart; his focus was simply elsewhere. he struggled to keep his grades up, but his determination carried him through and he managed to graduate with decent marks, giving him a backup plan, though deep down he knew there was no plan b. boxing was everything.

at eighteen, kyro had his first professional fight. the build-up was intense; the pressure of living up to his father’s reputation weighed on his shoulders. but when the bell rang, all of that disappeared. his training, his instincts, his years of preparation kicked in, and by the end of the night, his arm was raised in victory. it was the first of many wins, and from there, the sky seemed to be the limit. he was a rising star, improving with every fight, his name echoing in arenas just like his father’s once had.

but for kyro, winning was never enough. as soon as he reached one goal, his mind shifted to the next. there was always another challenge, another title, another opponent to conquer. no matter how many belts he earned or how many times the crowd chanted his name, he never allowed himself to fully celebrate. there was always that nagging feeling in the back of his mind, that whisper telling him he had to push harder, be better—not just his father's son, but his own man. he involved his father in as much of his career as he could, seeking his advice, sharing in his victories. but it wasn’t enough to just carry on the lee legacy; kyro needed to surpass it. and in many ways, he already had. but in his mind, there was still so much more to prove.

despite his relentless drive, kyro was never too far from home. he adored his mother. though he spent countless hours in the ring with his dad, it was his mom he leaned on when things got tough. she was his comfort, the steady, gentle presence in his life. no matter how bruised or battered he came home after a fight, she’d greet him with open arms and a warm smile. kyro was a true momma’s boy, unashamed of the bond they shared. his siblings, too, were a huge part of his life. family was everything to him— his rock, his grounding force amidst the chaos of the sport. he fought for them, as much as he fought for himself.

then came the injury that nearly broke him. He was in the best shape of his life, gearing up for a title defence when, in a gruelling sparring session, his knee gave out. the pain was instant, searing through his leg, and he knew immediately something was wrong. the diagnosis was a torn acl— a devastating blow that threatened not just his upcoming fight but his entire career. surgery followed, then months of gruelling physical therapy. kyro, who had always been in control of his body, now found himself struggling just to walk without pain.

the mental toll was worse. his mood plummeted. for the first time in his life, kyro wasn’t sure if he’d ever step back into the ring. he withdrew from friends, from the spotlight, and even from his father, ashamed of the possibility that he might have let everyone down. it was his mother who helped pull him out of the darkness. she reminded him that setbacks were part of life, part of every great story. "you're not done," she’d say, over and over, until he started to believe it.

slowly, kyro found his way back. he threw himself into rehab with the same intensity he brought to his training. and after a year of painstaking recovery, he returned to the ring. his comeback fight was the most important of his career, not just for the victory but for proving to himself that he could rise again. he fought harder than he ever had, each punch fuelled by the months of doubt, fear, and frustration. when the final bell rang, and his hand was raised in victory once more, the crowd erupted. but even then, as cheers filled the arena, kyro’s mind was already moving forward. what’s next ? and what would he do when it was all over for real ?

though kyro had done what many thought impossible, he never felt like it was enough. he’d reach a new peak, only to immediately set his sights on a higher one. the satisfaction of a win was fleeting, overshadowed by the hunger for the next challenge. his father, proud as he was, often told him to take a moment to breathe, to enjoy his success. but kyro never could. still, through it all, he never forgot what mattered most. his family was his centre, his heart. he continued to involve his father in every decision, valuing his wisdom and experience, while his mother remained his biggest fan, her unwavering love fuelling his spirit.

POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS

ex(s) 0/2 — he'd be a super sweet boyfriend, but at the same time most relationship seem to end because he's so busy, or his s/o can't handle seeing him constantly hurt / obsessing over his career. can be on good terms, maybe it's still a little awkward and unresolved. preferably fc's close to or over 30 ! fwb — two people who fully understand what it is and don't expect it to be anything more, ofc depending on chemistry this could change. preferably fc's close to or over 30 ! friends — he's mainly into fitness i can't lie, so someone with similar interests. or someone who will sing t-swift and 1d in the car with him, bc he secretly loves them on the dl. i'll add more when my brain is more awake.

[ 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ! ] — PARK SEO JOON , 1988 ; ⸻ [ #780 GIFS ] / ON THE SOURCE LINK, you’ll find gifs of the Korean actor on season 1 of Geongseong Creature. All gifs were made by me for roleplay purposes. If you find them useful, please like/reblog and if you’d like, please consider buying me coffee (refer to the link on my sidebar).

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