#!inscribed

The only time when Jiyong was considered calm and happy was when he was dancing, which was probably the reason why he spend about 99% of his freetime in the dance studio, which apparently not a lot of people in the university were using. Even tho Jiyong loved to be in the studio where he trained with his friends and were he knew no one would ever watch him, it just happened to be much easier on a stressful day, to use the dance studio from the school. He didn't want to be seen by any of them, he didn't want to happen that one thought that he or she could simply enter the room and watch him, if he was doing that, then he wanted to do it alone. It was a way to let out all his anger and frustration, which build up over the day. It helped him a lot to find his place once again and to remember that he needed to be calm, to appear calm so no one could get to him.

It was about 10 pm when Jiyong settled down in the studio. Fearing that his new roommate would do anything to his beloved pup or even go to the headmaster because of it, Jiyong rather took Gaho and a pillow along. The pup would be sleeping anyways, Jiyong didn't even worry about that at all.

Slowly but gradually he started to move to the music, which he had put into the stereo equipment. It wasn't too loud so Gaho would bother with it and it wasn't too quiet so Jiyong couldn't easily let himself drown in the music. Far too easy Jiyong didn't notice anything around him anymore and only stopped when he felt that small burn in his muscles. He would have loved to continue but he knew he would regret it in the morning. Dancing to relieve anger was great, but at a point you just need to stop, you need to realize that for today at least, it had been enough.

Jogging was nothing Jiyong really did with pleasure. For him it was bothersome and actually pretty boring to run in circles or running along the streets where everyone could watch you. He was rather in the dance studio with his friends and tried out new dance moves. It was something he loved to do and the only moments when he actually forgot his past. Unfortunately today the dance studio was closed due to maintenance works, but non the less the boy wanted to exercise so there was nothing he could actually do then going out for a jog. Of course he could've asked the teachers or the principal to use the gym but he didn't want anyone else from the campus seeing him or even get involved into his life. Jiyong only wanted to study, to finish it and to get to work. Eventually starting to help those children from the ghetto's in the end, telling them they could get out of there, but he wanted to do it on his own. Not with anyone's help, not with anyone thinking they know him better than he does.

Jiyong changed his clothes to a comfortable tank top and simple shorts before he made his way outside and started to jog immediately. Even tho the music thudded loudly in his eyes, he already found himself at the point where he'd rather go back to the university to sleep again, because apparently sleep was feeling a lot better than running around. Just in the moment that he wanted to turn around, he saw a girl jogging not too far away from him. Being the loner he was he would've really gone back, but it opposed the playful mind. He grinned as he easily got closer to her before he murmured a quiet "to your left" before he speeded up again to get another lap done.

If he was honest with himself, he really didn't know why he did that. To tease her? Most likely. To prove that he was faster? Rather not. To prove himself that he still had a great condition even tho he couldn't go to train as much as he used to? Eventually. To simply have fun? Rather not. To kill the boredom? Yeah. That probably was the reason why he did it. Of course the fact that he could tease someone and then simply run away, because he knew he was faster, thanks to the illegal activities in his childhood.