Yesterday, Knox endured relentless harassment from the same individuals who had cornered him in the shower room. Their taunts and threats echoed in his mind, a constant reminder of his vulnerability. But today, as he stepped into the unfamiliar corridors of his new classes, a glimmer of hope flickered within him. Perhaps here, among strangers, he would find acceptance—a chance to be seen as more than a target, more than a disease to be avoided. With each step, Knox clung to that fragile optimism, praying that the faces he encountered would be kinder, their words softer. Unlike yesterday, today, he was greeted by a familiar face.
“Sara! I didn’t know you were going to this academy.”
“Yeah, my dad signed me up when I turned 16,” she smiled. “And you? When did you sign up for this place?”
“I arrived yesterday.”
“So you’re new as well? That’s exciting! We can explore the academy and all it has to offer together.”
“Of course!” Knox replied, thrilled that Sara would join him.
“Alright, everyone, take your seats!” the teacher called, ending their conversation. The class was just Math, so Knox didn’t learn anything interesting. Next was martial arts class again. Knox and Sara paired up for martial arts class and stood opposite each other, ready to spar. As the instructor shouted, ‘Start!’ they both went into action.
Knox tried to land a quick jab, but Sara dodged it easily, showing off her agility. She countered with a kick, aiming for Knox’s chest, but he managed to block it with his forearm. Knox tried to follow up with a roundhouse kick, but Sara quickly deflected it with a swift leg movement.
Sara then decided to go on the offensive, throwing a combination of punches and kicks. Knox tried to evade them, but she was too fast. He managed to block a few, but one of Sara’s punches landed, hitting his shoulder.
Not giving up, Knox then tried to grapple with Sara, hoping to take her down. But Sara quickly anticipated his move and countered with a sweep, bringing Knox down to the ground. Knox promptly got up, but Sara was already on him, landing another punch.
Knox was now fueled by adrenaline, and he decided to go all out. He threw a flurry of punches and kicks, trying to catch Sara off guard. But she wasn’t fazed. She quickly dodged, weaved, and then struck back with a powerful kick that sent Knox flying across the room.
The spar ended with Sara as the victor, but Knox wasn’t disappointed. He was happy to have learned from the experience and looked forward to improving his skills in future classes. She offered him a hand to help him stand up, and he gladly accepted.
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“You still can’t beat me, it seems!” Sara said happily.
With determination evident in his voice, Knox replied, "Just wait one day. I'll be the strongest."
She lightly hit him on the shoulder and said, "Well, good luck with that, but don't get ahead of yourself. I forgot to ask you yesterday, but what system level are you at?”
“I'm level 3, you?”
“I’m level 5, so it seems you must catch up with me on that front too!”
He sighed, “Of course I have too.”
With that, the rest of the school day it seemed to fly by in no time at all. Knox finished his classes for the day and walked out of the academy feeling exhausted and drained. The day had been extended, and the classes had been challenging. His mind was cluttered with information, and he felt like he needed to clear his head.
He knew a long jog would be the perfect remedy, so he headed out for a run. He changed into his running clothes, slipped on his shoes, and stepped out into the fresh air.
The sun started setting, casting a warm orange glow over the sky. The streets were quieter now, and the air was more relaxed. Knox took a deep breath, feeling the crisp air fill his lungs, and began his jog.
At first, he kept a steady pace, warming up his muscles and getting into the rhythm of his breathing. He ran past rows of houses, small shops, and the occasional passerby. As he left the town center, the scenery changed, and he found himself surrounded by trees and fields.
The path became more challenging, with steep hills and uneven terrain. But Knox was determined to keep going, pushing himself harder and harder. He felt his heart racing, his legs burning, and his breaths coming in short gasps, but he didn't let that stop him.
Knox let his mind wander as he ran, thinking about everything and nothing. He thought about the new academy, the classes he had taken, his family and his future, and how far he had yet to go.
Finally, after what felt like hours, Knox arrived back to his dorm, sweaty and tired but feeling accomplished. He had jogged for several miles, and his body felt alive and invigorated. He stretched his muscles, took a long shower, and ordered a delicious dinner from the menu all the dorms get.
Knox knew his long jog had helped him clear his head and release the day's tension. He felt more relaxed, focused, and ready to tackle whatever challenges lay ahead. He knew that, no matter what happened, he could always count on his own strength and determination to see him through. If everyone could beat him in skill and talent, he would beat them with determination.
As Knox lay in bed, feeling the day's fatigue wash over him, he started to plan for tomorrow. He knew that he had to be well-rested and prepared for the new day's challenges. He woke up early, had a healthy breakfast, and hit the gym before his classes started.
He wanted to work on his physical fitness and improve his martial arts skills, so he planned to spend some extra time practicing his moves and techniques. He also wanted to review the notes from today's classes and do some additional research to deepen his understanding of the topics.
Knox knew he had to stay focused and motivated to make the most of his time at the academy. He made a mental list of his goals and aspirations and thought about the steps he needed to take to achieve them. As he drifted off to sleep, Knox felt a sense of excitement and anticipation for the new day. He knew that with hard work and dedication, he could achieve his dreams and become the best version of himself.