The video shoot took place in a boxing ring, where the lighting was dim and murky.
From a distance, one could hear a thudding sound, like a heartbeat pulsing.
The camera slowly zoomed in on a tall man with a bare, muscular back, ceaselessly pounding a punching bag with great force and agile movements, rhythmically throwing punch after punch.
Even those who knew nothing about boxing would find the sight mesmerizing.
"Link, we're starting."
Someone called from behind the camera.
The man in front of the punching bag stopped and turned around; it was Link, with his refined short hair, chiseled cheeks, and eyes like the deep blue sky, faintly sparkling.
Link wiped the sweat from his brow and looked into the camera, asking:
"Everyone ready?"
"OK!"
Then, strains of violin and piano accompaniment filled the air of the boxing ring.
The camera slowly panned to the left training area, where a band was playing.
I remembered black skies, the lightning all around me