Between dark alleyway of a dark corner in a dark city on a dark night, stood a young man barely 25(23 to be exact) with a dark black short hair and eyes, a sharp cold face, 184cm tall and athletic body type but looks more on the skinny side, panting and sweating.

"*huff* *huff*  Damn...all this running is killing me, I should really stop smoking" said the Man while lighting a cigarette on his mouth. 

 "Its 4.a.m. and I can't even get some sleep, I should head back and try to rest now that I've did some runs" 

" I should whoops some ass later and release some of my stress, those rich ass fuckfaces did pay me to teach them how to fight anyway"

-In the Morning-

"Hey, Gray get your ass in the ring, the coach asking for you" said a short middle aged man, whose everyone just call Joe for some reasons......

"Hmph, at last i thought  all he's gonna do is fucking smoke until he die" said a tall handsome guy with long tied up silver hair, he's face is charming, he's voice is soothing and he's posture is noble and muscular. Gray, as a noble son had always wanted to learn how to fight but the only gym available to Him was this rundown shack with only 1 coach and 1 assistant. He wanted to go someplace else like the others do but being a pampered son, he was prohibited to go to the other parts of the city. Thus making him the only trainee of this "fighting dojo"....

" So are we finally gonna learn how to kick some ass or are you just going to scam my money?" Said Gray with an accusing look....

"First....I don't like hearing whiney bitch. Second, even if you learn from every master there is you can never kick anyone ass with that girly hair and attitude, and lastly...it's not even your moneys, it's your parents, useless momma boy..." Said the Coach while wearing a dark long leather pants and shirtless showing his well sculpted body and a slash scar flowing from his right shoulder reaching all the way down to his kidney. His back however are covered with a towel.

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"Yea yea whatever you coach, so are we gonna start or what?" 

"No use talking more, come and hit me"

"What?!!?"

"Just come and hit me in any way you want to, or are you such a mommas boy thaf you can't even try to hit me?" Said the coach with a devilish grin.

"You know what....I'm gonna fuck you up real bad, coach"  said Gray while holding a wooden sword enclosing to his most beloved coach....

"Ahh spoken like a true....pussy Hahaha" 

Gray had taken the opportunity to try and stab the coach with his wooden sword straight at his chest...but bamm, he's sword was seen flying and a shadow blur on his right side, an unarmed fist blurred straight to his face. Startling and frightening, Gray closed his eyes and he felt that his life had ended with just a fist...

"Well that's very anti climatic.... Oi girl get up, and stop playing statue, you ain't my type..." Said the coach

"Huh? What? What happen? Fuck! What the fuck! Im gonna kill you! You did something to me didn't you? You fucking fake ass martial artist" shouted Gray with a dark red face...unsure of embarrassment or rage?

"Hahaha.....kill me? With what? Your pussy?" Red Blood aura leaked throughtout the coach body while a devil grin plastered on his face..

Gray seeing the state of the coach was frightened and ran out as fast as he can, while screaming like a girl....he was too afraid to even curse or look back. He ran straight back to his home and hugged his mommy while shedding manly....or not...tears...

"Well....I think I overdone it...Joe...you should start looking for a new job...I think I just lost our one and only existing client..."

"It was good working with you coach.....but for the last time, my name is not Joe...its Dann"

"Yea yea, I'll be sure to rmmber that, see ya tomorrow Joe..." 

Author notes: Well there you have it...tbh I don't even know what I'm writing....I'll just improvise....