Treasury

"Huff…," I panted, trying to keep my breath steady as my legs burned with fatigue.

Every muscle ached, and the temptation to slow down was strong.

I called this a casual jog, but really, who was I kidding?

"We should do three more laps, Riley!" Kagami's voice came from up ahead, as chipper and intense as always.

'Fuck...!' I muttered under my breath, barely managing to keep pace.

I knew Kagami was a gym rat, but I didn't expect him to be a marathon runner on top of that.

He was already several strides ahead, his bulky frame moving with a dangerous grace that belied his size.

Despite recently cutting his hair into a sharp buzz cut, which gave him a slightly fresher, less intimidating vibe, Kagami's presence still screamed danger. The guy was built like a tank, yet his stamina was unreal.