His beady eyes follow me back and forth.
I avoid looking in his direction, hoping he will take the hint and leave me alone.
I raise the volume of my music till my eardrums nearly blast so I ignore all the noise around me but this should do the trick. After all, if I cannot hear then I cannot reply.
I press the start buttons and keep my pace light and leisurely. Warming up my legs to match with the flow. The air is crisp from the air conditioning blasting directly in my face. I focus on working up a sweat.
Soon, I increase my pace till I am jogging quickly on the machine. Lost in a world of Ariana Grande and the wrecking ball or something like that.
I am so oblivious to my surrounding that I do not even notice the lonesome figure that has managed to sneak up beside me, watching me wit
