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"Omo! I'm late for martial art class!" I quickly dashed towards the respective classroom.
"I'm so sorry I'm late...!"I clutched my bag as I greeted my teacher.
"For the fourth time you are...go and do pull up position up the bars",Mr Yong stated, making me go to the back of the class to serve my punishment,"make sure you pay attention to the lesson".
I jumped and reached for the bars and stayed in that position.
I watched as everyone started learning new moves and practicing.
"Tired huh? To serve stay that way, make sure you don't be late", Tao stated, proceeding to stick out his tongue at me.
"It's not like I have the intention to be late", I defended myself, adjusting my grip of the bars to make it easier for me to hold it a little longer.
As usual, he stuck out his tongue and continued practicing.
Whoa, I've never served this kind of punishment. It is a little tiring.
"Tao...help, I'm losing control and grip of the bars..."I breathed out, my fingers tightly wrapped against the cold metal.
"Are you okay?"he asked.
"Just help-"
"Stop talking at the back! ZiTao, you want to join her too?!"
I can't help it.
"Ouch!" I yelped in pain as I fall, tripping my ankle in the process.
I grabbed hold of my hurt ankle and sat down on the floor, trying to keep in the pain.
"You're so weak, ______".
I rolled my eyes internally and ignored him. My grip on the ankle was getting tighter, this is getting more painful.
"Are you okay?" Tao came to me and took a seat beside me. He removed my hands from my ankle to examine it, but I dragged myself away.
"I don't need your help now", I said as I grabbed on to the support poles to assist myself up. I hobbled my way to a nearby bench.
Geez, now that after I fell then he wants to help.
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Finally, class has ended.
Tao approached me before grabbing my bags,"I'll help walk you home".
"Are you sure? Is it burdening you?" I asked, as he took my arm to wrap it around his shoulder and assist me to walk.
"Nothing new".
"Did Mr Yong say anything about me?" I asked, a bit curious whether I'm suddenly told to be a bad role model.
"Not to be as late as you and can't serve punishments", he simply answered, as he brought me to a stop.
"You know what? I'm just going to carry you, since you're house is not that far away and I find it troublesome like this. You keep limping nonstop", he suddenly said.
He dropped my belongings on the floor to proceeded to carry me, but I limped away.
"No, you still have to walk, right?"he rolled his eyes when I said that.
"So? I'm just helping...take it or leave it", he stuck out his tongue at me before coming to approach me and give me my belongings.
"Fine, but stop sticking out your tongue", I allowed him to carry me bridal style.
"Am I heavy?" I asked, feeling embarrassed.
"To be honest you're really light..."he breathed out.
Slowly we reach my house, and I can't help feeling grateful to him.
"Thank you so much for helping..."I can't seem to understand why I blushed as I said that.
He smiled sheepishly before waving me goodbye and leave.
Though we're really weird towards each other, he's really sweet and helpful.
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