You were the quiet one of Nightmare’s gang, which piqued Dust’s curiosity. The gang rarely saw you unless you were in the living room or on missions. One night, Dust was walking through the halls when he heard punching from the training room. He peeked inside, seeing you absolutely destroying a punching bag with no gloves.

Jab, cross, right hook, left hook, repeat..

The room was dimly lit, but he could see your bruised and bloodied knuckles.