Stifling (2)

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"Haah haah." 

Ryan tried to recover his breath as he wiped the sweat from his brow. While it was nearing the end of Spring, it felt as if Summer had arrived early, baking him underneath its heat.

Taking a large gulp of water, he looked at the large house where he'd grown up, a mixture of emotions painted on his face.

There was a sense of reluctance, like he didn't want to go inside. But eventually he gathered up the courage, walking up the long driveway and heading inside.

"You're back, very good." A deep voice called, causing Ryan to flinch.

"Yeah, I just went for a run." He replied, albeit a little meekly.

"Mmm."

The figure stood up, his wide shoulders and tall frame looking rather intimidating. He had a handsome face, but there was something a little off about it, almost like it was hiding something more sinister beneath.

Ryan only briefly met his father's gaze, before lowering his head.