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precise, controlled arcs. No wasted motion. No hesitation. He'd bee

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im on the should

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this time. Angrier. I sidestepped

oi

His movements were sloppy, desperate. He was trying

ung

the chest. Hard. Harder than

r. He looked down at the mark on his jacket, then

at on purpo

that

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re. "Maybe I did. Ma

m went

hought he was going to hit me. I almost wanted h

ller steppe

oice was quiet but firm.

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me. His expressio

"But it wasn't good sportsmanshi

n't a

at. But talent without respect is just nois

foil in hand, chest heaving, an

f practice

n't feel victorious. I felt empty. Hollow. Like I was g

t me. They didn't talk to me. They just kept the

't bla

ed my bag and headed for the

cks

ng in the hallway, arms

do you

ta

e anything t

ow what you're doing. I know what you're trying to prove. You want everyone to thin

re what any

ould see the anger in his eyes. "But here's the thing. You're not the best. Not anymore. You're a has-be

nto fists. "You don't

e a threat. Not to me. To the team. You're a distraction. A pr

A team of losers who c

matters. And I'm not going to let you destro

embered Darius's words. I remembered Miller's words. I reme

k a b

said. "I'm here because I have to be.

ession shifted. Just a fraction. Just enou

ctice. Keep your temper in check. Be part of th

d and wa

Darius i

tebook in hand, writing something.

d today,

hea

w

rd tha

ight. The gym was quiet. Empty. The afternoon sun streame

thing right. I controlled my temper. I foc

just kept writing. The scratch of hi

e same as earning

oes tha

at matters. Respect. Trust. Friendship. Those things aren't e

ha

readable. But there was something in

ing vulnerable. Letting people see who yo

. "I don't know

notebook. "That's why we

us took me to a differ

base

rete, stained with years of neglect. T

his place?

orage." Darius walked to the center of the room and stopped. "B

expression was different

ething," he said. "Somethi

ait

roke records. He was famous. Respected. Admired." Darius paused. His hands were

anything. I j

lost, I was punished. If I showed weakness, I was punished." His voice was flat. Clinical. Like he was describing someone else's life. "B

ed. Took

pion. I didn't want to be anyth

ppened?"

uldn't do it anymore. I couldn't be his weapon. So I lost. Deliberately. Obviously. Humiliatingly." He smiled. A

chest was tight. M

telling me th

ented. You're angry. You're desperate to prove yourself. And if you keep going d

want to b

houlder. "You have to learn to fight for something other than yoursel

e wh

ile. The first one I

e your team. Like the person you

ht and found my mom

were dozens of them. Spread out across the t

uck?"

yet. But something will

oked at her tired eyes. Her shak

"I'm going to get a job. I'm

ocus on schoo

t going to pa

Her eyes were wet.

boy," she said.

. I'm re

You just don'

and took my hand. Her fingers

be okay," she sa

ything would work out. But I knew better. I knew that

into the gym and found

other fencers, were there too. Coach Miller was sta

oing on?"

eeting," Miller s

mach drop. "W

hing." Miller walked toward me, slow and deliberate. "I'm not going to pretend I understa

t say a

ove yourself. They agreed." He stopped in front of me, close enough that I could see the lines around his eyes. "

derst

and anger and something to prove. And most of them don't make it.

ing to self

for a long momen

aid. "Then let'

ew weeks w

d training sessions. Endless drills. Footwork. Distance. Timing. Strategy.

blade. The art of patience. The power of stillness. The

yzed the video. She broke down opponents.

e pushed each other to the edge of our limits. And

began t

ler became stronger. Leo became more adaptabl

November morning,

cker room when

m an unkno

t you did. And I'm going to ma

My heart was pounding.

her

e alone. Or everyone will know the tr

dn't know what they wanted. Bu

wasn'

just be