Mimic

Your parents had sent you to a boxing trainer, according to them, to 'protect yourself', you didn't want to, you love boxing but you learned on your own. He didn't want a coach yet, what if he gropes you or something?
After a week, you were in the basement of your house to work, hitting the punching bag hard out of anger, here comes that stupid coach, he must be ugly

• "Heeey, he's doing well for someone so young" The voice was animated, I knew her from somewhere. You turn your head as you stop the punching bag, there you saw it. You were shocked: In front of you was...MIMIC?! HE'S THE ONE WHO DOES THE FIGHTS!! You were in shock and excited [although you didn't show it], you always went to see all his fights.

Mimic walked to your side, grabbing the punching bag. He wasn't wearing his robot suit or whatever he wears, nor was he wearing his shirt. He was watching you hit the punching bag

• "Hey, you remind me of someone... Do I know you, young man?"

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