"Ahhh! It is morning again!"
With a disgruntled look on his face, Ashton stared out the window, his eyes meeting the bright light of a new morning. The mere sight of it made his expression darken even further as the rays filtered into the room.
He had spent the entire night sparring with other students at the gym, pushing himself from one match to another.
Even after his sparring partners finally left to get some sleep, he stayed behind, refusing to stop. He continued to train and exercise relentlessly, forcing his already strained body to move until he was completely worn out and drenched in sweat.
He had expected the night to be long. Long enough for his sore and aching muscles to recover, long enough for the exhaustion weighing on him to fade away.
Unfortunately, it was not.
The amount of sleep he got was so little that it felt as though the night had instantly turned into morning the very moment he closed his eyes.
