The sunlight was barely pushing through the curtains, the next day, when Izan's eyes snapped open.
His body was still adjusting to the time difference, but he didn't mind.
He stretched, checked the quiet room, and decided he might as well use the early start.
A run felt right.
He changed into a light kit, tied his shoes, and stepped out into the hallway where only the soft hum of the hotel lights kept him company.
Outside, Tokyo was calm.
The morning breeze carried a clean scent of the city that always reminded him of why he liked it whenever he was there.
He took a slow jog at first, letting his legs warm to the rhythm, then settled into a steady pace.
The streets were mostly empty, save for a few office workers and an elderly couple walking a small dog.
His tall frame, paired with long hair and blue, glassy eyes, made the early risers turn towards him, but none disturbed him because all he did was look familiar to them.
"I swear, I think I've seen him somewhere before."
