• Boran wiped the morning crust from his saggy eyes, and jumped out of his comfortable silk bed. He was still tired from last night's training, but something pushed him to try even more harder. he walked downstairs, his pale skin brushing the rails. He picked up his white Nike's, and put them on. It's been a while since he'd worn these, so they felt a little tight. Boran opened the white door with a shove, and walked outside, into his field. It was easily twice as long as a football field, and had white lines going across it, marked by numbers. Yesterday's record was 102 yards in 18 seconds. He gulped at the thought of breaking it, but he'd try. Boran stepped on the metal starter, and got ready, when...
    "BORAN GAMMA!! YOU GET OFF THAT THING, AND COME INSIDE FOR BREAKFAST!!! scream " his mother screamed, her voice splitting bluebirds clean in half. "Y-Y-ye-yes mother!" sweatdrop he sheepishly replied. "GOOD! AND WHEN YOU'RE DONE, YOU CAN TALK TO THE COACH ABOUT YOUR LACK OF--". She was cut off by the sound of the family helicopter coming down. Inside it was the girl of his dreams heart .
    "SUZUKA!!!"