Mark

   "What did I say? Punch harder!" Yugyeom ordered harshly,"I've been trying!" I reminded him for the thousandth time, not like that would change anything. Stop trying and start doing,"Stop trying and starting doing! Again." Lowering my body I raised my hands in a fighting stance,"Maybe this is the problem." Yugyeom commented, observing my position while walking around me,"Bend your knees more? And put your fists closer to your face, that way defense is easy."

I can't believe I'm actually listening to him. Doing what he said I saw a satisfied grin take over his face,"Okay now can I punch you?" The annoyance I felt seeped into my words, Yugyeom nodded,"You can try." Stepping forward I focused my eyes on their target, Yugyeom's left cheek. Raising my first I swung it with as much force as I could, Yugyeom easily caught it. The younger male had another smirk on his face,"Next time, don't look at the place you are going to attack. Also don't take so long, I could have pinned you by the time you tried to punch me. Fighting is about instinct and getting the right moves to become instinct." I know, you told me that already. I stood up from my crouched position, ruffling my air in frustration.

"Just say it! I'm a horrible fighter!" I yelled, trying to get rid of the feeling of giving up,"You're a horrible fighter." Looking up in surprise I found Junior standing next to Yugyeom, he had called me a horrible fighter,"Excuse me?" My thoughts were all over the place,"Get into defense position." He ordered, I crouched back into position instantly. A sound of disapproval escaped his lips,"This is why." Junior stated, walking around me, staring me down and pointing out my flaws.

  "How do you expect to protect yourself and fight back in this position? Your hands shouldn't be so close in, if you see someone swinging at you, then you bring them close to defend yourself." He explained while taking my hands in his and placing them further away from my face, where they had been before Yugyeom had 'corrected' me,"Your feet are too spread apart, with the wrong angle and length apart any dodge you try to do is basically worthless. Flexibility is key, so keep them shoulder length apart." Junior bent down, pointing to where my feet should go, only continuing when they were perfect,"Finally, don't look so scared, keep your chest a tiny bit forward so you can move up and down. If you can make your enemy think you are stronger than you are-" He leaned in closer, his breath on my ear,"-then they become weaker."

  Stepping away from me he beckoned an embarrassed looking Yugyeom forward, you think your embarrassed? "Yugyeom, try playing offense. Mark's defense should be better now." I scoffed, he is basically saying I sucked before. Yugyeom nodded, getting into position. I watched his moves carefully, trying to recall all that I have been taught the week I've had of training, on top of what I had just learned.

  Yugyeom took a step forward with his right foot, hitting with his left. I curved my body towards the right, avoiding his attack. If my legs had been spread further I would have lost balance,"Focus Mark!" A fist tried to swing towards my jaw, I jumped back before quickly moving forward and directing a strong hit to Yugyeom's left cheek. A smile of satisfaction took over my face, finally I get to kick his ass,"That was horrible defense Yugyeom! You are really letting a newbie beat you?" Junior called from the side, shut up! "Course not, but I'm not meant to beat him, just teach him."

  Junior looked at him disapprovingly, his gaze almost instantly changed direction to the sky. Through the glass roof of the training arena the sun sat in the middle, yet more towards the left. Junior just watched, is he not going to comment on me? Did I do something wrong? Right? I narrowed my eyes at Yugyeom, why did you get a pep talk when I'm the one learning? "We have two hours until it's time to go back to the living house....." Junior started, turning to meet my eyes,"Let's continue."

By the time Junior called the practice to an end, my clothes were drenched in sweat. Yugyeom calmly walked up to me, the only sign he had been physically active was the slight pant in his voice as he spoke,"Good job today Mark, I can see you've improved with Junior around." My face heated up, does he think having Junior around makes me want to do better? I found myself confused on if he was right or not,"U-um, thank you?"

I could hear Junior laughing on the side lines,"Maybe it's your horrible teaching Yugyeom." The said boy scowled,"Says the person who taught me!" Junior laughed again,"I was only thirteen!" Yugyeom moved forward to hit Junior on the shoulder before running away with an angry Junior chasing after him. I smiled at the sight, amused,"Can we head to the living house my arm is aching!" Yugyeom whined, trying to shield his arm from Junior's constant attacks,"Fine, lets go!"

  I raced to catch up with their fast pace as we walked back to the living house. I quietly followed from behind as the two males gossiped, feeling a little left out. It's not like I'm going to just fit in. I don't want to be here remember.

When we reached the living house we were greeted by BamBam. He opened the door with a smile that became a frown as we locked eyes. We hadn't talked since my sudden outburst a few days ago, from then my daily routine was train, eat, sleep. I'd left no time for a sorry. I felt as if it would only make him hate me more.  I felt horrible.

  "Hey BamBam." Junior greeted, quickly passing him to walk into the house, Yugyeom following. BamBam went to turn around, everything in me telling me to apologize. Hesitating I watched him disappear, out of reach. Idiot.

  Entering the house I tried to remember which way it was to my temporary bedroom. When I had first been in the house Junior had told me it was down the......down the right hallway! Second door on the left? First door? No second door. I wish I had been able to room alone. Jb had mentioned an option of my own house later on if I still wished to be separated from everyone else. Of course that was after I begged and begged to not stay with other humans. Bandits can't be trusted.

Finally finding my way to my room I lazily fell onto the chair I had placed by my desk. The room only held simple things everyone needed. A bed, a window, a dresser, and a closet. The weird thing was the closet wasn't for clothes, but weapons. I had requested a desk for near the window, Jb had approved of it and that was where I now sat, playing around with paper and a pencil. My eyes didn't start dropping until around one in the morning.

Before I could find the bed or even find the energy to stand, voices outside woke me up from my half asleep state. From the window I spotted four familiar faces running towards the woods. So early in the morning? What could they be doing? The temptation of following them almost overruled any common sense I had left, but I knew I couldn't. They are bandits, why should I care what they do? They are probably going to find someone to kill.

My mood darkened at the feeling of loneliness that I had started feeling. I don't belong here, I'm all alone now. Tears filled my eyes and blurred my vision, my hands instinctively went to rub my eyes. I'm not one of them, I never will be. Looking back out the window I jumped as my eyes met someone else's, Junior. I'm not one of you! I wanted to yell at him. I'm not one of you.

Minutes, or seconds passed, and then he turned away, and then he left.

Even you know that Junior. Why did you have to bring me here? Why couldn't you just kill me?

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Sorry, the last few paragraphs were a bit rushed XD. Hopefully it makes sense.