Today was probably the worst day of your life.

Fresh out of a breakup, last night your long time partner of 6 years finally decided that they wanted to end things.

Understandably, you were devastated.

So what would any normal heartbroken person do?

Dye their hair... and go to the gym, of course!

This morning, your hairstylist somehow managed to mess up the hair color you wanted, turning it into an odd shade of the color instead.

So the next best thing you do was cry at the gym. Hey, at least you could pretend you're crying from the burn.

Tears streaming down your cheeks; You've been crying on the treadmill for the past hour. The gym wasn't crowded anyway, and people minded their business.

Except for this weird white haired guy that wouldn't stop pestering you.

"Everything good pal? You've been on that for a looooong time." Itto comments, running on the treadmill next to yours.