Memory+-+Confronting+His+Enemy

=Confronting Your Opponent =  He confronted his first true opponent. Usually others his age didn't dare to practice with him during Jujutsu class.

The life Yeon Seob had wasn't different from others, he went to school, and usually to a tutoring class after three o'clock. But when each day finally reached six o'clock, Yeon Seob was clearly different than the other kids in his age. Most of his friends showed off their skills in Tae Kwon Do but he didn't care about that; the boy had trained in martial arts for five years.

Kendo was his first and the best, and he had reached the maximum level for his age. //Tae Kwon Do is the most useless martial art, even though it's one of the sports in the Olympics,// he thought. This martial art wasn't strong enough to face people with knives or swords. Even a huge fight and protests against his parents weren't enough for him to get him out of going to Tae Kwon Do; he simply had no power over his god-like, almighty parents.

After exactly six months of useless time-wasting training, he told himself, //Okay, I'm going to quit Tae Kwon Do and start training for something else which my parents think is a total gaudy monstrosity.// But convincing his parents was so far from easy that he didn't have any chance until news about a kidnapper appeared on the TV.

As Yeon Seob was a master of the martial arts, he was also a master of the computer, which allowed him to surf the internet more quickly and get more information about it then others. He searched for the right type of martial art for hours and finally he decided to take Judo. It would always have been hard for him to learn martial arts that required fast legs; he had a strong pair of rock legs but not //Jackie Chan's super fast Kung Fu styled// legs. Another fighting style corrupted his decision. It was boxing that made it hard to decide if he was going to go to Judo dojo. Boxing was also one of his favorable fighting styles; he had the right requirements for boxing, a strong pair of legs to not to lose balance while fighting, two rocklike fists, and fast arms. But boxing was out, he already signed up for Judo.

Learning Judo was easy for him but he couldn't master it. Instead, he fell in love with the fighting style of Jujutsu; the father of all self-defense and killing techniques used by the Japanese during the age of samurais. There were two reasons why he was thinking of learning Jujutsu; first the enthusiastic boy couldn't resist learning powerful grappling moves. Second, //his// //sister// decided to learn Jujutsu, which meant that if he joined Jujutsu class with her, then there was a chance that he could get payback on her in the class, without people knowing.

Finally Steve decided that Jujutsu it was. After five months of rolling, thrusting, and struggling to survive, the master of the dojo was satisfied with his performance, which led him to fight his mortal enemy and first true opponent, his sister.

The boy, the guy, the human, the hero, had beaten his older sister, his mortal enemy. His master was very much satisfied, but there was no happy ending; the boy was imprisoned and sent to study for eternity in Thailand.