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"Mr. Kim," I began, sitting beside him on the benches in Mr. Min's basement. Siad man hums, chest heaving up and down in vigor of the match he just won against Mr. Jung and then Josh. Mr. Jung was just being very careful after Mr. Min's concussion and Josh wasn't a professional but then again I wasn't one to judge either. "I have a confession to make." 

At this he almost bolts awake, one hand immediately finding purchase on my thigh as a gentle reminder that he was right here. "What is it? Oh god, are you no longer into me?" 

"Shut up," he cowers under my glare but only slightly. "I-I'm worried. Doesn't it hurt?", I move my eyes away from the floor and towards Nathan to find that he already looking at me, somewhat confused and also partly scared of my next words. "Boxing." 

He sighs, closing his eyes and his posture relaxes with his smile. "I thought you were going to break up with me already. It does hurt," I frown harder at him when he says that