"Great. I'll inform P'Itt. Continue your practice. I'll inform you if P'Itt will come in the evening or not." He said. I nodded and left the place. I did the same as yesterday, vented my confusion in the punching bag.
I didn't stop and didn't want to. The physical pain is making me leave those thoughts and I like that idea. It's.... good.....at least, isn't it?. I will do anything to avoid him. Was what I was chanting every time I was punching the bag.
I stopped when I felt a hand on my bag. I was a mess, panting and sweating. I took a long breath before I turned around and saw P'Itt in front of me.
"H-hello, P'Itt." I greeted in between my deep breaths.
"You better take rest first." He suggested.
