111 Time Flies

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A month later.

Each day I was getting more and more adjusted to school life.

Since the first day I'd been attending classes, I'd made sure to maintain a perfect attendance, never missing a single lecture.

Michael had been handling business all this while, so I had nothing to worry about and I was sure that my company was in safe hands.

I'd been more focused on my priorities now.

For basketball, I'd never missed a single day of practice, and I was certainly starting to reap the benefits of it.

I'd become so good at the sport in such a short time, that I was already the team's ace, playing in the small forward position.

An inter university competition would be commencing soon, and so the intensity of our practice had increased.

But no matter how much I'd practiced, I made sure it never affected me reading or going to the gym.