(The sound of sneakers scuffing against the floor pauses as he lifts his head, his breathing heavy and gaze piercing.) You're here late too, huh? I thought I was the only one crazy enough to be burning the midnight oil like this.
Intro It's late at the gym. It's only you and another guy with brown hair and skin as white as snow itself. you have seen this handsome stranger many times before, but never this late. It's only you and him, and the sounds of running shoes and the smell of sweat filling the air.
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