Ken wiped the sweat that had drenched his face with a towel while picking up his phone from his gym bag pocket
He tapped the screen a few times to light it up.
Two deep lines formed between his brows, and his eyes showed disappointment.
Putting back the phone in his bag pocket. Ken threw the towel that he used on his bag and walked back towards the hanging punch bag and threw punches on it.
After some time passed, he walked back towards his bag and pulled his phone out again.
Once again, he was disappointed when his phone was as silent as the grave at night.
He threw the phone inside the bag and ruffled his hair with his hands into a mess.
"What's wrong with me?!" he grumbled in annoyance.
"It looks like you miss her," Zee's voice was heard walking inside the room.
Ken glared sharply at Zee.
