The next day...
Zion appeared in the training center thirty minutes later than every one of them. He walked ahead, wriggling his neck like he wanted to take off some invisible stuff.
His eyes were closed also, seeming like he was trying to suppress something.
A ball hit his head from the side. Zion opened his eyes to see why he got hit.
It was Cassius. "Good morning friend." His lips curled into a smile as he went ahead to grab the ball from the ground.
"Sorry about that" He added.
After collecting the ball from the ground, Cassius stood straight. He turned to gaze at Zion.
His gaze narrowed. "What's up with your face?"
"You fucked a ghost overnight? " He added with a chuckle.
Cassius neared the man whose face was pale. It was white as the clouds. The rims of his eyes were reddened. Zion didn't look good at all.
"Funny" Zion deadpanned.
