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✧ Krys paced down the hall to the gym with an eager stride, his third year here and he had become fond of the Gym. His physique was nothing to brag about; when it came to muscle tone, he had little to speak of but when it came down to cardio and endurance... He shined. The youth slipped the door open and made his way over to the side of the gym as he outstretched his arms to either side; loosening his muscles before he slipped his coat off and folded it down beside the wall.
'Can't forget manners.. Can I.' He thought to himself, a snarky tinge in his mental voice as he turned his back on the wall and rolled his shoulders. He had just gotten back to the academy and was ready to get moving; but first. Krys made his way over to a closet, one that was typically kept locked but he outstretched his hand to above the door sill and revealed a key that the teacher had left there for conventional use;
"Start frequenting the Gym for three years and the teacher's bound to notice... Thank you sir." He spoke to himself, flipping the key betwixt his fingers till he brought it to the key hole and with a click revealed the storage shed; but what he was looking for was right in front of him.
"How else am I to run without some kind of music." He jested, slipping an ipod out of his back pocket the gleamed gray and sliding it into a dusty receiver on a stereo; it hadn't been used in a while it seemed... Or rather, just never cleaned. With the press of a button it started to read his playlists, waiting for his command till he hit shuffle and left it to it's own devices. (Considering there's a McDonald's here, i'm assuming it's in a modern society~)
✦ With the music now blaring from the dusty old speakers he smirked, rolling up his button up sleeves before breaking off into an easy jog along the Gym's perimeter. He had just got back, it'd be a while till he got into the hang of things again. For instance, as he ran he felt his glasses jingle and nearly fall off; and he fumbled to catch them before they hit to the ground, just barely catching the side and sighing as he ran.
"How the hell did I forget that.." He cursed, tossing them onto his jacket as he passed that side and moving on. Classes would start soon, as would training; he might as well get fit and ready for it while he had the chance. Socializing just wasn't a priority right now. An hour later, after getting his little workout in he sighed; coming to a stop by his jacket and inhaling large breaths his stomach growled and he cringed at the sound and feeling as if it was foreign to him.
"Guess I should eat.." He murmured to himself, running a hand through his hair. Feeling beads of sweat over his forehead and his hair disheveled he let out a small scoff of laughter before crouching low; donning his glasses, and slipping his jacket over his back before heading over to the supply closet and closing everything up. That included retrieving his ipod, soon finding his way out the door and towards the cafeteria.
[Exit]
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