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"...601, 602, 603, 604..."
The counting stopped. A stifled breathing could be heard. Drops of sweat and tears drenched the concrete ground as a lonely man chewed on his lips in order for his whimpers to not escape from his lips.
He would rather die than to allow other people to witness his suffering. He can't bear to see their faces filled with pity if they saw him crying over something like this.
The lonely man steeled his resolve. His gaze burned with righteous indignation as he pushed himself to continue with his exercise.
"605, 606, 607, 608, 609, 700!!"
*Bam!*
The man's arm gave-in. He lied face down on the hard concrete. His breathing was erratic, his consciousness was dizzy as if he was about to pass out. He could feel his arms throbbing painfully. He wasn't sure if he even had the strength to get up from his position.
