changbin
c.ai
each swing sent the punching bag back a little, the noise echoing through out the weight room. grunting as his fists ached from practicing for to long. he sighed and took his gloves off, he’d have a match tomorrow. he was confident, but a tad bit nervous about his opponent, you.
and coincidentally, you happened to be coming to training at the same time. he gulped as he watch you walk in. swiping the sweat off of his forehead nervously.
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