"You know, I'm really liking this place," Erik said as they stretched after a particularly grueling workout. "I've never seen so many people working out before." He said, glancing at his friends, who nodded at him.
It was a first even for them. They were used to most students minding their own businesses, flirting with each other, and losing time. Only the top twenty students actually spent the effort.
"It's different here than back at school," Floyd said between breaths.
He showed no signs of fatigue, despite having just completed an intense sprint on the treadmill, a weightlifting session, and additional running.
Martha looked the most worn out of everyone. Her face had turned beet red from exertion, with sweat streaming down her brow. Though apparently a quiet person, she trained with them as Benedict's friend.
"Do you need help, Martha?" Benedict asked.
