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Meanwhile,
In a room inside a high-end apartment, a teenage boy was angrily hitting a punching bag that, despite still having a price-tag on, was covered in bloodstains. The entire room, which had been turned into a gym, with rubber gym mats covering the floor and gym equipment neatly placed at different corners, had been filled within punching and grunting noises for a couple of hours now.
Sshh…
Tiny grains of sand were slowly falling out from the punching bag with each and every punch.
"Taka…" Mika mumbled as she looked on worriedly. When she arrived home from the restaurant the other night, she found her brother in a very bad state; not just physically but also mentally.
