Let's Get Physical || Chapter 1 || Hansuke || Closed for Keiko
He really didn’t want to be here.
Even as a general term, here was correct – it was correct for all of them, that they didn’t want to be here. But for Hansuke, at that very moment, he didn’t want to be here.
Here was in the hallway that held the door to one Keiko Kimura’s room – here was in front of this door, staring at it with furrowed brows and a heavy frown. Hansuke knew little of Keiko outside of what he saw during moments in which multiple people were present, but that was enough for him to conclude that he didn't like her.
In fact, he had a feeling he quite disliked her. She was loud. Too loud, and obnoxious in a way he wasn’t equipped to handle. He would be content to never interact with her.
And yet, here he was, and with a quick sigh and shake of his head, Hansuke raised a hand balled into a fist and gave Keiko’s door three firm knocks.
“…”
Keiko had been sulking in her room practically all day, still fairly shaken by the events of the previous day. If the whole murder scenario hadn’t been enough, now they have some creepy talking computer to worry about? What if it was just another trick? It was hard to tell, really, especially for someone as frantic and pessimistic as Keiko.
Once she’d gotten the new order, however, she’d felt her stomach turn. If there was one thing she despised, it was physical exercise. She was able to keep herself looking fit to a point, but jogging? This sounded like a terrible idea. Cardio definitely wasn’t her specialty. She’d decided she’d wait for Hansuke to be the one to initiate the offer, and sure enough the knocks came. Trudging over to the door, Keiko slowly pulled it open and glared out at the other.
“I know why you’re here. Let’s just get this whole ‘jogging’ thing over with, yeah? I don’t wanna do this as much as you don’t.”
She stretches, arching her back and grunting slightly,
“How much we gotta run? An’ don’t go too fast, alright? I’m not much of a sprinter.”