Chapter 51: Come on, a System
The Match was over, and it was our team lost ,but one good thing happened as my system under go and update
And I was here!
On a rainy night in Guwahati, the sharp thwack of a tennis ball hitting an old bat echoed through a narrow, empty gully.
A Raghav, who seemed out of breath, was still practicing his forward defense against a brick wall, his cheap bat swinging in a repetitive, desperate arc. He looked like he could faint any minute.
He was in a daze, seemingly trying to forget something, but he couldn't. He had been practicing for three hours, the rain plastering his thin shirt to his body.
Finally stopping, Raghav Roi realized that if he didn't take a break, he might pass out or, worse, get injured.
An injury was a nightmare for any aspiring cricketer, especially when he was so young.
The boy sat down on the wet concrete, his back against the wall, and the tears he'd been holding back finally came.
