TRAINER
Huff....
Huff....
Huff....This is such a bad idea....
Why did I even thought about going to school with conditions like this ? I knew I shouldn't have went here. Every single second passes by and I feel like my body is getting incinerated. My limbs becomes restless. I want to move my legs just so I can distract the extreme discomfort but I don't think I have the luxury to roam around right now with the class being active and stuff.
Everytime I tried to breathe it's like I released a hot air vapour. My body's is shivering though subtle it still renders me fatigued. It might not be fatigue, I could be over exaggerating, yet it does feel that way. For every second I move it feels like I need to stop but at the same time I wanted to move.
How does my body even work ? I'm starting to get irritated.
Tapping of my shoes endlessly echoes the classroom whereas the teacher just kept on giving a talk about the subject and stuff. As much as I would love to focus right now I just can't. This is basically the same as not going to class, I'm not going to learn anything if I can't even pour a single ounce of concentration in the class.
Eyes are glancing at me right now. Maybe I gave out too much presence by making unnecessary noises.
I need to stop...
Huuufff~......
Huuufff~.......Oh no, I thought I got it under control for a while but clearly I was wrong. My body temperature is rising. It's too much to the point where my head strike a constant pain which resonates through my veins. The strength within my body felt as if it's being sapped away the more I tried to keep my eyes open.
Please, I beg you my body just stay strong for just another few hours.
Just handle this for a little longer. An hour or so, should be okay right ? I could handle that. After this I could just went home instantly. Skipping class isn't something I would liked to do. Even so if I'm desperate it's an option that I could try.
Ah, this sucks. How come I've got a terrible sickness when my final is near ? It's like three months from now, yet I haven't gained anything inside the class because of this. Losing the arena battle, my left leg got a cracked bone, incident with Vaporeon, not being able to keep my promise and then now a fever that heats me up like a Slugma.
This just isn't my week is it ?
'Alright class, that's all for today. You may be dismissed.'
Wait what ? The class is already over ? I thought there's like an hour left. When was the last time I'm so damn happy to know that I was wrong ? Jeez, finally I can get some rest. My brain is killing me right now. At least amongst the bad luck there's a silver lining.
Grabbing my bag, I left the classroom rather swiftly. I was not rushing yet I wasn't slacking either, my walk is fast, attempting to reach my house as soon as possible. My calves are shivering from fatigue. This fever is consuming my energy. I can't feel anything on my lower body. It almost like I was just walking by instinct.
It didn't take long until I can see my house from a far, but my eyes glances towards the hill next to my house. That place is where I would regularly visit to relax. Sometimes I went there if I had too much stuff in my mind to think and I wanted to give myself a space to think. From what I know Espeon could probably read my mind, that's why I don't want to bother her with my thoughts.
'I think I should head there.'
Probably a wise decision given how unstable I am right now. My body is just screaming for something yet I don't think I can provide it with anything. Not that I can do anything about it. Because of that all that's left inside is a heart that beats irregularly fast.
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I'm not a Trainer
FanfictionThere's a saying, "Defeat happens to those who refuse to try again." But what if you never find yourself ameliorating from past losses? In the end, the motivation perished, yet promises made remained tethered. Is giving up a valid option when hearts...