Suguro panted as he plopped down heavily on a neaby park bench on his morning run route. He looked down at his ipod shuffling through his songs for a good one for a cool down slow jog back to to his dorm to take a shower.

He had like a thousand songs on there but he never got around to deleting all of the ones that he always skipped. He wiped at the beads of sweat trickling down his face crossing one leg over the other focused on finding the perfect song.