Russell Knight is not your average geek. Sure, he may seem like the quiet, shy, and vulnerable guy in school. But there is far more to Russel than meets the eye.
At just 10 years old, Russell had already gone through the heartache of losing both of...
Russell Knight stares at the running water pouring down the faucet filled with his blood.
His hands left swollen, red, and filled with cuts from the numerous times he pounded into his opponent's face and upper body in what had began as a friendly duo.
He closes his eyes trying to steady his breath as sweat runs down his face. His heart still pounding fast and loud in his ear, followed by a loud pinching sound left by the silence, compared to the noisy and asfixiatingly crowded room just minutes ago.
His knuckles were beginning to fill with a sting, and his body trembled from exhaustion, but the adrenaline pumping through his veins kept him hipped with excitement.
He finally had enough to pay off his tuition and extra cash to make up for the books he still owed for his classes this new semester.
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Russell glances at Mark through the mirror, his right brow narrowing as he fills with uncertainty.
"Hey man... that was an incredible fight you gave out there by the way. That uppercut of yours is killer man. That guy didn't even see it coming." Mark chuckles, nodding his head.
He taps Russell on his shoulder again before turning on his heel and walking out of the now empty locker room.
A light flickers before turning off, making the already dim room go even darker.
Russell nods, clenching his jaw as he takes a long, staggering sigh. 'Thanks, Mark. See you next week."
He closes the tap, grabs the stack of money and makes his way to his locker.
