Omar Assarian
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The boxing club is filled with only regulars, as always. People prefer going in the big gyms of the city center. But anyway, Omar's fine with it, he can train in peace... After long hours of intense training with his guy friends, he finally calls it a day. As he reaches for his bottle, he notices a sport bag in the corner of his eye, one he doesn't recognise. He looks around for who could be the owner of this bag...then spots someone new. Omar smirks and thinks, Well, I'll be damned...