After he was done defending himself with the killers, the round was over as he let out a relief sigh. He sat up for a moment taking a deep breath as he look down himself and notice his clothes were scratched and almost ripped out, even his black shirt inside. He let out a frustrated huff as he was annoyed and grump rn-

"Damn those killers, I'll definitely punch their faces after what they did to my freakin clothes-"

Many mins later, he ordered 2XL black shirt as usual so he can use it again when he go out and doing some things what he do always. He should wait atleast 5 days-

Many days passed as his order was finally here

He throw away his scratched black shirt and grab the new one as he try it on. He felt a bit weird and uncomfortable-

"Why does it feel so tight..?" He said in his tired and confuse tone as he walk to the mirror as he was a bit shock and stun. The black shirt was so damn tight and it could trace a line on his muscles skins underneath. Damn those abs and pecs he has though-

He checked his phone quickly and the result was... He clicked extra small black plain shirt instead of the extra large one.