"Chris!" A voice boomed.
The legs stopped before their usual time.
The boy turned around to see his coach walking towards him with anger.
"Why does it take you so long to jog a round? The other boys would finish much before you! Do you even take this seriously? Do you want your father to know?"
The blood ran cold in the 19 year old's body at the mention of his father. The father who had a dream of making his son the next football star and had even hired a personal coach for him.
"N-No sir." The tremble was heard.
A nod from the coach got the boy running again.
This time, with better gusto.
6.50
6.55
7.00
7.05
He had no time to stop.
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January [BoyxBoy]
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