As I took off running I tried to ignore the stares.
Most belonged to students that were curious as to why I had been called to the office, but those were easy to ignore... what was not easy to ignore was the stare of a certain silver-haired fox. I am not sure where he was, but I could feel his eyes on me. It felt like my body recognized his eyes. It recognized his stare.
I did my best to ignore them as I worked my way through the distance I had to finish. Runing was not my favorite pastime activity, but I managed somehow to finish the mileage quite fast.
Sure, my lungs hurt and my legs felt like they were made of jelly, but I still felt his eyes on me, following my every move.
Slowly, I made my way to the trainer that took me around as he shined a bright smile at me.
"Great job, you f
