But to their surprise, Leo wasn't stopping.
He kept running, sprinting straight through the finish line without slowing down. His momentum carried him far beyond the track as he zoomed toward the crowd and darted past the cheering students.
"Where is he going?" Azrael frowned, leaning forward.
"I don't know…" Raphael blinked, confusion mixing with concern.
"Maybe his bladder blasted?" Ophis mumbled through Raphael's hand, muffled but audible enough to make both adults look at her strangely. Then, realizing her words might actually make sense, they slowly nodded.
However, Leo's reason was far from what they imagined.
He dashed past the sports field, ignoring the echoes of cheers behind him. His lungs burned, but his heart pounded for a different reason.
He turned around the corner of the main building and reached the back side of the school grounds—quiet, empty... Only the gentle breeze moved the leaves.
And there she stood.
Sakura.
