다시 RUN, RUN, RUN! jino and @lgcbrooke in what was supposed to be two people running in their own worlds but somehow became a cat-mouse chase? hi jerry, meet tom!
despite his usual idleness, jino had made an effort to keep himself active. whether that meant going to the gym frequented by the rest of the trainees or waking up well before breakfast and going for a run. neither the move to seoul nor the entry into legacy had deterred that routine. which was why, come 6 a.m., jino was up and shaking out his knots from sleep — stretching carefully in front of the dorms while the morning haze creeped around him.
in just a few minutes the bus for 6:05 would roll around by and he’d start his run, a small jog — for almost a mile or so before he’d start his short sprints; a growing endurance he was trying to adapt to, having had lost a few when he had moved during the summer. at least in the fall, the heat had yet to reach its peak, so he pulls the hood of his jacket over his head.
by the time he hits the half-mile mark, he feels the beads of sweat and people begin to start their days. up ahead, he notices another fellow runner on his path — a small part of jino wonders if he could overtake him, another worries that he’ll trip himself up as he finds himself growing closer, almost looming in the other’s trailing footsteps.
it doesn’t help that the gloom of the morning has yet to subside, if anything, jino thinks it has gotten thicker.
in a split minute decision, he thinks — to hell with it — and runs faster, picking up his pace with the slightest thought to overtake the other in front of him.
( what was the worst that could happen? )
