Chapter 12

They opened the door and were immediately greeted by the sight of a large water puddle. Without hesitation, Travis leaped over it gracefully. Judith followed behind him, but as she landed, her foot slipped, sending her tumbling forward. Instinctively, Travis reached out and caught her, his arms wrapping around her just in time. For a brief moment, he felt the softness of her chest pressed against him.

"Oh, thanks, Travis," she said, her cheeks flushing as she smiled up at him. Realizing how close they were, she quickly pulled herself away, her movements awkward as she tried to regain her composure before hurrying off.

Travis smiled to himself and closed the door behind them, glancing around. "Damn, so much graffiti. This place is the complete opposite of the boys' locker room."

"You can change in one of the stalls," he suggested, his voice casual. "I'll do it right here." He pulled off his hoodie, inadvertently lifting his shirt and exposing his toned torso beneath.

Judith's eyes widened, and for a moment, she was completely captivated by the sight of his defined muscles. 'Wow,' she thought, unable to tear her gaze away.

Travis finished taking off his hoodie and noticed her staring. He glanced over, their eyes meeting briefly, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he realized he had her attention.

"What's up, like what you see?" he asked with a smirk. She blushed and turned away from him. "I'll go ahead and change," she said with a meek tone and ran into the stall.

Travis laughed a bit, then continued to change his clothes. After that, he waited for Judith. A minute later, she came out and hurriedly jogged to him, causing her breasts to bounce up and down.

"Wow, you really have large knockers," he said as he stared at them. She blushed and then covered them.

"Do you not like them?" she asked him with a cute voice.

"No, in fact, I'd enjoy it very much if they were plopped on my face," he answered with zero shame.

Judith giggled and approached Travis. "Do you really feel that way?" she asked again.

"Yeah, but let's talk about this when we're done, okay? We should hurry and go," he said, turning around and leaving the room. She ran after him and closed the door behind her.

'Huh, that was too much stimulation,' he thought. The scene of Judith's breasts bouncing up and down made him feel extremely horny; he had to hold the urge to motorboat her titties.

'My drive is on high right now. I need some water or I'm gonna go crazy,' he thought.

They stepped outside, and the girls were already gathered on the field, chatting and stretching while the boys were still in the lockers. Travis's eyes wandered to the girls, all dressed in extra-short shorts and tight shirts that left little to the imagination. He quickly tried to focus.

"What do we do here again?" he asked Judith as they neared the group.

"Just your normal exercises, I guess," she replied with a shrug. Travis nodded and followed her toward the others.

Their instructor's voice rang out as they arrived. "Alright, you all will be running three laps around the grounds. Travis, however, will do five. Now start!"

Travis looked out over the expansive field, his shoulders sagging slightly as he shook his head. 'Damn, this is going to be torture,' he thought to himself, already dreading the extra laps.

He began to run after a brief moment of mental preparation. A lap around the field was 400 meters, meaning he'd be running 2,000 in total—an intimidating number. However, once he got started, his body seemed to fall into a natural rhythm, and the distance didn't feel as daunting as he had initially thought.

As he rounded the second lap, he glanced behind him and noticed Ronda quickly gaining on him. Her face was set with determination, her eyes locked on him like she was aiming to challenge him.

'Travis came back to school, and he's even faster than before. Not sure if I should be happy or feel threatened,' she thought, her competitive spirit pushing her to keep pace with him.

Travis smirked as he saw her approach, recognizing the unspoken competition. It seemed his return wasn't going unnoticed after all.

By the time he finished his third lap, something clicked inside him. He decided he wanted to beat the girls, finishing his laps before anyone else. Without wasting any more time, Travis began to sprint. The wind whipped against his face as he accelerated, feeling lighter and faster with each step. Like a bullet, he turned the curve in under a second, his feet pounding against the track as if they barely touched the ground.

Coach Bridget watched in disbelief, her eyes widening in shock. She had never expected this kind of speed from him. Based on his physical exam, she had pegged him as just another average kid. But now, watching him blaze past the girls and finish his laps with ease, she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Hey, kid! Come here!" she called out, still trying to wrap her head around what had just happened.

Travis, catching his breath, walked over to her. "What's up?" he asked, his voice casual despite the sweat rolling down his face.

Bridget stared at him for a moment, still processing his performance.

"I didn't know you were that fast. I'm impressed," Coach Bridget said with a smile. "Why don't you join the track team?"

"Sorry, can't do that. I'm trying to focus on my schoolwork at the moment," Travis replied firmly, his tone showing he was serious about getting his priorities straight.

His response convinced her that he was telling the truth, but she wasn't ready to give up on recruiting him just yet. "Alright," she said calmly, though her mind was still calculating ways to get him on the team.

As the boys arrived, she sent them off to do laps. "You will all do push-ups and sit-ups until you feel like you can't do anymore," she instructed, her voice commanding. "That goes for the rest of you as well."

Travis dropped down without a word of complaint, beginning his push-ups with ease. He could sense Coach Bridget was still set on convincing him to join the team, but he didn't mind. Physical challenges were his strength, so he'd keep going without making it easy for her to persuade him.

One by one, his classmates started to drop out. After 10 minutes, only Ronda and Dexter remained, both of them pushing themselves to their limits. But eventually, they, too, collapsed from exhaustion. Seeing this, Travis decided it was time to stop as well. He stood up, wiping his forehead, and noticed the shocked expressions of his classmates.

"He is not human," someone muttered, and a chorus of agreement followed.

Travis chuckled awkwardly, glancing at Coach Bridget, who remained unfazed by the others' reactions. "Do sit-ups now," she ordered.

Everyone dropped to the ground and began their sit-ups. These were harder than the push-ups, as they had to hold their feet steady without anyone to assist them. It became a grueling challenge for most.

After another 10 minutes, the rest of the class had quit, leaving only Travis. Like before, he decided to stop as well, not wanting to overdo it.

"We're done for now. Class dismissed. Go take a shower before you leave, of course," Coach Bridget announced. As the others slowly made their way to the locker rooms, she approached Travis. "Can we speak in my office after?"

"Let me go change first. I'll be there as soon as I'm done," he replied.

She let him go, though she wasn't entirely sure if he would come or not. Travis hurried to the girls' locker room, accidentally walking in on Judith while she was taking a shower.

"Travis, close your eyes!" she screamed as she saw him enter. He laughed as he took his clothes off.

"Why though? I mean, you look hot if you're wondering," he said with a smirk. She hurriedly took her glasses and put them on.

She saw his godly body, and when he took his pants off, she was stunned to the core. His behemoth of a cock swayed around as he walked up to a shower. He turned the water on and began to rinse his body.

Judith didn't take her eyes off his cock.

"Aren't you going to take a shower?" he asked as he stood under the rain of water like Ichigo when he first came to the Soul Society after the Quincies came and fucked everyone up.

"Oh yeah!" She hurriedly turned her head to the other side, hiding the red cheeks on her face. Travis stared at her whole body and felt his blood rushing to his cock. He had to take a deep breath or he would wake his dragon up.

She was hot, and Travis hated how blind he was before. Her personality too made him want to protect her from anyone who tried to mess with her. He awakened something today, something he didn't know he had in himself—being the urge to act like those CEOs in them Manhwas.

'I wonder why the fuck she didn't just report him for rape. I mean, those hoes are so fucking dumb,' he thought, remembering an old Manhwa he had read back in the day, while he was still an infant to the genre.

TO BE CONTINUED.