Call him a creep, a stalker, a maniac.
He didn't care what anyone called him at this point.
Ken was standing at a lonely corner in the gym, watching Jess boxing with a man two times his size.
The shock he felt was an understatement; Ken was thunderstruck as he watched Jess' flexibility and strength in the ring.
He'd been standing there for the past twenty-five minutes and he was ready to stand there for more period as long as he'd get to look at Jess and finally speak to her in the end.
"Sir, if you're waiting for someone, we have a waiting area where -"
"I'm good, thank you," Ken replied, not sparing the female staff a glance.
There was no way he was taking his eyes off Jess; what if she vanished again?
"Alright, sir, if you change your mind, please come find me at the reception," The female staff politely bowed and left.
Saw someone like her and followed her car
Surprised to see her in a boxing club
