Following a rigorous day of training, the evening seemed like any other, except for one key detail: a storm was on the horizon.

Alone in the corner of your room, you sat on the bed with tears streaming down your face, hands clutching your head. Shaking uncontrollably, each breath coming out labored and ragged as you struggled to regain composure.

'It's just a storm. It's just a storm." you repeated to yourself in your head, trying to find solace but failing. Every loud boom outside made you flinch, feeling