I sprint for thirty seconds for five sets. I shouldn’t stop before I reach thirty seconds no matter what. I’m sprinting as fast as I can for the fifth set. I can’t breathe. I can’t see. All I care is breathing. I sit. Then I need to walk. I can’t think. But I’m thinking something. The regrets. My regrets make me anxious. Why? What do I want to say? Someday, I may die first when we get old. I want to dedicate myself that I don’t regret when I look back the past. I want to give my love as much as I can so we don’t regret when one of us leave this world.
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A Competitive Spirit
You think I can’t do it? You will regret everything. I will show you how great I am.
He’s trying his best not to laugh at his old mistake of the past.
‘I can’t win this guy. I can feel he invested much more time than me. I’m just foolish that I considered him as a rival,’ thought the frustrated guy. He regrets his effortless times.