Oliver was a second late, suddenly pulled ahead by Marcus Shaw, but he was unwilling to lag behind and started running too.
Two teenagers, one in front and one behind, swept past like the wind.
On the sidewalk, they garnered cheers from many girls, as if they'd stumbled upon candy. Some weren't afraid of the nearby teachers and took out their phones to snap photos directly.
However, in a flash, only an afterimage remained in the captured picture.
...
They sprinted all the way to the school gate.
The security guard who had just walked out of the security room with hot tea almost got knocked over by them, spun half a circle on the spot, and narrowly stabilized the hot tea in his hand.
The security guard uncle sighed, "Students these days, their hearts aren't in school..."
Marcus Shaw stopped.
Oliver breathed a little heavily, then stopped too.
"I don't usually see you exercise, yet you run so fast..." Oliver exhaled, straightening up.
