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Running was a favorite pastime of Art’s, especially when he had a lot to think about. The familiarity and repetitive nature of the exercise made it easy for him to clear his mind, and it helped him condition his body at the same time.
In Stella City, he had even more than usual to think about, which might have explained why he was so distracted that morning. As he was jogging through a park that he wasn’t yet familiar with, he rounded a bend and very nearly crashed straight into a boy he hadn’t noticed on the path.
His quick reflexes allowed him to dodge to the side before he literally crashed into him, but unfortunately, he wasn’t quite fast enough to do so neatly. Instead of rolling right back onto his feet as he intended, he tumbled into a heap on his back.
As he glanced up, his apology died on his lips. This boy was wearing some kind of blindfold over his eyes--had he even seen the near-collision? Well, either way, he should be courteous and properly apologize for it.
“Sorry,” he panted, pushing his bangs off his forehead, “I’m afraid I didn’t notice you in time.”