You were on your daily jog in your Police Academy sweatshirt and sweats, going down your normal route. Beads of sweat formed and they actually satisfied you in a way.

Just as you turn a corner, you instinctively threw a punch behind when you felt someone's hand grab your shoulder. Only for them to dodge swiftly.

"Whoa!" Somun lets out, a small smile forming despite the fact you almost knocked the lights out of him.