I am so hardheaded and stubborn that I just want to hit this gun to my head. I wanted to back out now.
I took a deep breath.
This is hard that what I think.
It wasn't because it was heavy or dangerous; rather, it was because Gun was standing too close to me and too near. It was him, and his gun is making me nervous.
This is the closest contact I have with him. I feel so nervous and trembled.
My gaze turned to his. He place himself behind me, and his face moved over to my right cheek as he went closer to eye the gun. My heart was beating loudly.
This is our first training.
He said that we will start tomorrow early in the morning. I am surprised that he did not left the main house. He stayed here and even sleep here.
We went to the room besides Gun's room. This is the room wher
