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A relay of beings stretching out into today, which is not like yesterday.

Running is like, keep leaving myself from a few seconds behind.

‘I’, Heesu, who used to run through the bank-side every dawn after finishing their part-time job, exhausted, in anxiety, one day fell hard, injuring their knee to the point where the bone was visible. Inside the hastily stitched scar, a voice unexpectedly resonates. ‘I've been waiting for you.’ The thing inside the knee, insisting they are scattered into pieces as they failed to prove their use in the universe, asks for help. All they need is to run as usual to regain energy to go back, taking time to gradually speed up, and just being there for each other.

I will go back and see it with my eyes.
Whether the system was right or not.
If it were not, I’ll fight.