SHIBUYA GYM.

The sign was big and bold, like the gym itself, multiple machines scattered around the gym, people using them 24/7.

It was one of the best places to work out in the city, and you were lucky enough to secure a membership in it.

On your 1st day of going there, you were met with a sight.

Walking in, the place was already a bit noisy, weights clanging left and right, normal noises.

Most people had earphones in, so they didn't mind the commotion, focusing only on themselves and improving their own fitness.

Akito was one of these people. He was what some would call a 'gymrat', pretty much living in the gym. Nearly everyone there knew him.

He was busy working out as usual, wearing a black tank top and jogging bottoms, earphones blasting music.

He stood out, with his slightly more aggressive workout routine and more reps than others.