ThatOneLunatic
Can I taste your soul?
Alex decided to change his routine up he walked over to the weight training room where they had a assortment of weights, punching bags and machines all used for strength training, instead Alex took one of the punching bags setting it up on a hook and began striking it, Alex had a knack for fighting, always had been good at it, he used to do MMA when he was much younger but stopped in 8th grade so he could do football and soccer. He practiced on the punching bag, no one knew but he pictured the punching bag as Sean, he did really hate Sean, he was angry and subconsciously he began to strike the bag harder, it began moving much more than normal as his inhuman strength kicked in and he punched it harder and harder, the bag began to swing and he hit it again sending it swinging more, then again and it moved even more and then as it came back at him this time he didnt punch he used one foot to propel himself about a foot off the ground side flipping as he swung his foot at the back, with the increased momentum and strength that Alex had the bag was sent flying off its hook into the pile of Punching bags a large tear where his foot had connected with it and he breathed heavily, he had zoned out through all of that, he was furious at the though of Sean and it caused him to lose all control for a moment and in that moment he destroyed a 300 pound punching back with a single kick and he looked around and he felt awkward among the people there, they had all seen him just do something that no one ever expected of him, for Alex to look mad was....well it was unheard of....Alex was always calm and kind....but right now he was furious and cold hearted.
((Just had to add in something about getting his anger out xD He is still open for interaction, so if anyone wants to ditch class and go to his feel free xD))
((Just had to add in something about getting his anger out xD He is still open for interaction, so if anyone wants to ditch class and go to his feel free xD))