The gym's lights flickered above as the sounds of metal shifting echoed as most gym goers found themselves staying in the far corner of the room. Scared of the boxing champion currently lifting weights in the broad middle of the gym.

Pit huffed setting the bar back onto its stand as she stood up. Feeling her muscles burning after lifting, her silver eyes casting a look over to the many people trying to avoid eye contact with her as she grumbled under her breath. She couldn't be that scary could she? She was a good fighter but she wasn't some rabid dog outside of the ring. One of them could at least come say hi to her.

A sigh left her as she turned to hide her eyes softening as her chest ached from the loneliness. As she muttered to herself gruffly as she took a moment to breath and let her arms relax.

"Dimwits."