you entered the gym as if it were the first day, and you found the same things. the same people, the same excessive amount of mirrors, and him.

somehow, you don't have will to talk to him, so you decided to admire him for a few more seconds.

"you want to use the leg press?"

he asked you unexpectedly, looking at you rather indifferently. after a few seconds, he speaks again, now with a bit of mockery in his voice.

"you're going to have to wait, dear. i'm almost done."