They Mocked the Quiet Old Man Until the Gym’s Forgotten History Spoke Back

wrist. Not dramatic. Not fresh. Just an old mark, nearly hidden by time.

He covered it again.

Ryan saw the movement and smirked.

“Come on, sir,” he said. “Since you’re watching so hard, why don’t you show us something?”

The old man shook his head.

“No need.”

“Just one move.”

“No.”

“Afraid you’ll hurt yourself?”

The room went still around that word.

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