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Tae-Kwon-DoSouth Korea's eyes furrowed in concentration. Every kick, every punch, sent the dummy flying back. He practiced every move in rapid succession, until one effective kick later, the dummy burst.Tae-Kwon-Do by Constalina
He grinned, almost glowing with pride. No one could match him in the art of tae-kwon-do. Except maybe NorKor. Nah. Even NorKor couldn't beat him. South was convinced that tae-kwon-do originated in South Korea.
Korea almost jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand rest on his shoulder. Instinctively, he spun around, aiming a perfect kick to the head
That is, until he realized who the person was.
He stopped himself, foot mere centimetres away from colliding with America's head. Korea was horrified with himself. How could he almost hurt his secret crush ? He returned to a relaxed stance, giving the stunned super Nation a shaky smile.
"Hi America! I didn't scare you did I, da-ze?" he asked.
"That was so cool!" exclaimed America, beaming at the Asian. Korea blushed, and shrug