You were trembling. Your family was fighting again. It happened so often you just learned to get used to it but today seemed different. Your parents were fighting, your sister tried to stop them but got hurt from your mom, your brother just left the house for the night. Everything was terrible. You couldn't take it anymore. You've had enough of this. Covering your ears and closing your eyes, you tried to keep your mind off of all the ruckus.

Thirty minutes had past and they were STILL fighting. You've had it. You opened the door and stomped to the kitchen where everyone was fighting and barged into their conversation. “Until when are you people going keep talking about each other?!” You yelled. Everyone turned to you as soon as you said that and you flinched from all the stares. “WHO ARE YOU TO BE A PART OF THIS?” Your dad yelled at you.
 

“AM I NOT PART OF THE DAMN FAMILY?” “DON’T TALK TO YOUR FATHER IN THAT WAY!” “YOU KNOW WHAT. IM SICK AND TIRED OF THIS FAMILY. THERES NEVER A MONTH OF NO FIGHTING. ALWAYS MONEY, RELATIONSHIPS, JUST EVERYTHING. I WANT. TO LIVE. A NORMAL LIFE. FOR ONCE!!!!” You cried out. You ran out of the house with just a tank top and sweats to the only place where you usually go to relieve all your stress. The boxing arena. 

When you reached the building you were already sweating from running all the way there. You opened the door and walked to your locker and took out your gear before setting up a bag to punch. After a few minutes of punching, you thought someone was staring at you so you turned around only to spot a guy at your school, leaning against the wall, staring at you. “Who the hell are you?” You snarled. “Woah there…my names Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun. I’m in almost all your classes and I also come here often. I’ve seen you around. Seems like you haven't seem me thought.” You were amused. “I never asked for a full introduction. I asked who you were. Not how you know me.” You glared at him. 

“Why are you even here at 2:00 in the morning?” You asked him. “I should be asking you that.” “Not your business…” You continued to punch the bag. He never left you and whenever you turned around he always stared at you dangerously. “I rarely see you at school, how do you even know me?” You panted. “I don’t know. Never really have the urge to talk to people I guess.” He sat down across from where you were standing. “If you're just going to watch me then leave. Actually, why don’t you go against me?” You raised an eyebrow at him. “Sure why not?” He stood up to face you.You walked into the the ring, followed my Baekhyun. “You ready?” He smirked. “Of course…” You replied.

You were the one that threw the first swing. Missed but made him lose his footing. You swung at him again and hit him on the jaw. When he regained his footing, he threw a punch at you which you dodged. “So, why exactly are you here?” He asked between punches. “ happened. None of y