*Huff Huff*
I cross the line about 5 seconds and 20 meters behind Jaebum.
I'm short of breath, as I lean forward with my hands on my knees trying to catch my breath.
I struggle to catch sight of Jaebum as my vision blurs from exhaustion, only to recover in time to see his smug face.
He seems so proud of himself.
Making his way to me, he taps me on the shoulder
"Seems like you lost" He says with such attitude it could annoy the pope.
"Jaebum! You piece of.... "
"Dylan Park, watch your language. There are kids watching!"
"Aish! Just hand me a water bottle" I demand causing us both to share a laugh.
"So what does the winner want the loser to do?"
Jaebum looks at me expectantly, points in a certain direction
I look over, and see Hora with a wet towel around her shoulders talking t
