His breath felt shorter than usual, and his legs were slightly slow to react.
It wasn't painful, just a sense of weakness that didn't match his memory.
He tried to search for a reason, but nothing came to mind.
There was no logic that explained it as it seemed too sudden.
Ren clapped him on the shoulder.
"Maybe your body's just waking up slow. Let's keep going, we can stop later if you feel bad."
Theo nodded, it made sense.
Sometimes the morning simply felt tiring, even when nothing was wrong.
There was no need to worry his friends.
If it became worse, he could tell them.
"Yeah. Let's go."
He shook off the strange feeling and returned to jogging.
His steps were steadier than before, though he noticed his body was still lacking a bit of strength.
The three young men continued down the street, laughter filling the empty road.
None of them looked back.
If they did, they might have noticed the fourth figure still trailing behind them— silent and unhurried.
