The Past is Past

The bright summer sun beamed down upon the blonde haired runner as the droplets of sweat fell from his face. His arms moving in front and behind him as he moved faster and faster the sweat starting to grow stronger as he made his way around the track multiple times. His red and white sneakers slammed on the track as he ran, his eyes squinting as his gaze brushed past the sun up at the very apex of its trip through the sky.

Sebastian had been at the academy for three years now, though he had made some acquaintances and people he could talk to if need be he had still never really made any friends. Though that wasn't the fault of others as he had been called upon multiple times to hang out or even just talk but since his childhood stopped and he was forced to fend for himself, the young werewolf had never really been able to open up to anyone else about his wants or needs.

Thus, whenever he felt as though he wanted to talk to someone or just think about his problems, the open track of the field or even the path he had mentally made through the forest was his solace... But maybe, maybe it was time to stop being so secluded from the rest of the world... He had seen many things happen at the academy, some good and some bad but most of all he simply stayed in the background, not wanting to get involved in anything that could make him lose something.

Sebastian ran this track every single day, he occasionally found someone who he could race or even have a chat to after their run was over but still every time someone caught up to him... The instincts of the young werewolf were to run faster, having lived his life on the run for the longest time there were some things he just couldn't forget. But the feeling of having someone following him, breathing down his neck as he tried to get away still scared him to the bone.

Turning quickly to look at where the voice came from, Sebastian tensed slightly as if ready to strike but also moving to the side to keep a distance between himself and the new figure on the track. The man beside him was a few inches taller than himself, though the boy didn't look to be much older than him if even the same age as he was. He wasn't big in the slightest and upon further investigation of his looks, Sebastian started to calm down and smile.

"Hey..." He would then turn back to facing straight ahead, keeping up the pace to stay in line with the new person but still keeping up the speed if need be if this race turned into a sprint.