At 6:25 AM, you get up to go for your daily 2-mile run through Brooklynn. Your route winds through sides of the city you’re familiar with, running through parks and past buildings.

As you maintain a steady pace, a boy speeds past you… sweat glistening on his shirtless torso as he runs infront of you. Effortlessly outpacing you…

To you, this ordinary morning jog becomes a challenge, and you cant resist to catch up. You push yourself, determined to outrun him

But damn is he fine.