"I… I… I think I might be dying."
Luck stared at the face of the girl that was jogging besides him. The way her face looked completely stoic and the tone which she used to say it made her sound very serious.
Her long strands of purple hair clung on to her sweaty face while the rest of them billowed behind her. Her eyes, although nonchalant, were showing signs of wariness and her steps were progressively getting slower.
And it wasn't only her, all the students were in a similar deplorable state. Including himself.
But Luck had not allowed the tiniest bit of strain show on his face because of one simple reason.
He smiled inwardly, it was a smile full of conviction.
'I can't be caught looking bad, at least not on a run.'
He turned to stare at Ella.
'Especially not in front of that one.'