Valiant

ssor finally concluded after his never ending talks since the beginning of class. I gather

th me in my three lectures. The audacity to punch something was on a very high level and that

tures for the day. College life had been really uneventful- attendin

, my mind was made up and set on on

and my curiosity spiked up, my feet taking me towards the direction. It was easy

ly opened glass door and I

wncast state, each feature still unfortunately beautiful. There were beads of sweat resting on h

eated on. I hadn't seen his hands but as he brought them close to his face,

rful as the red color of his gloves. Not only his face

e did. There was this jealousy that bubbled in my chest at the sight. I should be the one punching a bag-I was in need of it- but

found a way to connect with my present. I needed my past to be right behind me-far behind- be

e, I backed away and made my way out o

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en minutes, and then, I was in front of the really huge gym- glass window panes and modern

ittle talk with the person in charge- Mr John- and he told me the gym was free to everyone that I could also co

ound the gym in an organized manner and it

ten- as I thrusted my hand forward to make a hard contact with the heavy, thick bag. It did swa

le- even though I had ran away from home, his images still hurts me. I threw punches at the bag, a little bit faster th

e to ignore it because my past hurt the more. I k

e saccharine voice I unfortunately became used to spo

h

He was no longer wearing the short I saw him wear in the boxing ro

l it toge

use

wasn't ben

at. "What's your bus

lbow is bent determines ho

't know I would be having a trigonometry class today, I would have

o think he was going insane- his actions didn't ju

around to face the punching bag again

l his hot breath on my neck, shivers running down my spine. I couldn't speak as I had suddenly lost my tongu

my elbow accurately and then grabbed my left h

onfused- I needed him to back away from me- I did

u waiting for fros

hat the ac

lide since he actually didn

did ord

ed back. Strange. As I threw the punch, I felt h

ain

edly told me to keep punching the bag, so I could get used to it. My whole body was burning like it had bee

top

ir

him, a small frown fal

and grabbed my water bottle. While I drowned the water like

ought yo

he cap of my water bottle back on, then gave h

When I came here you

get on every nerve endings of mine. "None of your b

hrugged like it was a normal

rdo

before, I'm

I added with an eye roll befor

t professionally, and I fight in this gy

s plump lips, I spat the water I wa

here I do all my fights, and w

ay I could decipher, my mind paralyzed. He just had

. . Mr

and keep an eye out beca

t be fucki

serious!" I said it, h

slightly. "I

ng me that? It would be really nice." I was really frustrat

really

ng straight through his soul. Why am I

ght to where my bad was placed and grabbed it without uttering a word. He watched me in confu

ed dead in my track. "You're free to us

- mock

I turned around to face him and wish

t of the gym- having it