“I am ...Bla bla bla… Let’s fight!”

“Let’s do this delinquent A!”

“You… can’t even remember my name when I just told you?”

“What are you talking about delinquent A,” I said as I put on my earphones

“Wha-” before he could finish talking I tried punching his face, but he dodged!

“You sneaky shit! I was expecting that!” he then took up a boxing stance.

He then punched my face. It felt like somebody hit my face with a hammer. I stumbled a couple of steps back, but he kept up with a barrage of punches. I was being video-game-combo-ed.

Soon enough though, I couldn’t feel his punches. My face was heating up and my breathing turned erratic. Adrenaline kicked in.

Coincidentally a song started playing from my phone… Get ready to die- Andrew W.K.

Listening to the cheerful song, I analyzed his movements. A small shift of his legs right, left hook. A small shift left, right hook, and so on.

I started blocking. Moreso, I started blocking efficiently, already knowing what he was going to do before he moved. But, I wasn’t going to win by simply blocking. 

I can’t punch him, he’ll dodge.

I can’t kick him, I’m too close for that, plus he’ll probably dodge.

I chose my answer.

I lowered my guard, creating an opening for my face.

Left hook, I bent my knees, lowered my head, and dodged. Bringing my hands behind his head before holding it tight, and finally bringing it crashing down into my knee. Once, twice, thrice...over and over again, until he stopped resisting.

hmm...I think I’ll go with muay Thai.