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Chapter 3 by anxietycatalyst anxietycatalyst

Where do we pick up with Yang?

Late night at the gym

Yang walked into the gym that Beacon Academy provided its students. Being a school for fighters, they naturally needed a way for the students to remain fit and able. However, that also meant it was always packed with men who wanted nothing more than to ogle the women in tight outfits.

Which was precisely why Yang wore just leggings and a sports bra as she passed through the front doors. She would never admit this to her teammates, but a part of her enjoyed the way men gawked at her while she worked out. It gave her a sense she was doing something right, if her body was able to attract that kind of attention.

And, sure enough, that's exactly what she got as she passed by a small group of guys coming out of the locker room. They showed no shame in eyeing her up, one of them even giving a quiet "Damn" under his breath. That little bit brought a smirk to the blonde's lips as she strode into the main workout area, ready to work up a sweat and raise some blood pressure. Whether that was in her or someone else remained to be seen...


Unfortunately for Yang, the gym population was much slimmer than she had anticipated. She had had quite a bit of homework to get done, so she wasn't able to come down here until rather late in the evening. The gym was open 24 hours, so there was no concern of missing out on her workout. There'd just be less people for her to show off for.

Oh, well, she thought, moving over to the bench press. Might as well get to it.

What happens next?

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