...And then a smile came over his face.
He didn't know that workouts were supposed to have their effects manifest this quickly! Drake for a moment felt with eager hands the muscles that had sprung up across his build. He'd merely been athletic before, but now? Now he was looking almost statuesque. He knew he had school he needed to attend, but he basically modeled for himself in the mirror, enjoying the spectacle of his muscles. His skin tone was...somewhat offputting, but if he had to deal with this to get a buff build like this? He didn't honestly care.
When he managed to tear himself away from the mirror, he found that his clothes were a much tighter fit than usual. Passing by Dakota's room, he noted his twin was out and about already. Drake had to wonder what brought this timeliness on. Usually he was the one who had to jar Dakota awake from whatever pleasant dream he had. Well, now Drake was the one a bit late with time and Dakota was the one out and about.
Fixing himself up a quick breakfast with more attention put to what was in the food than usual (My body is my temple!), Drake found himself wondering when he started eating broccoli, eggs and whole wheat toast for breakfast on top of the usual. He was an athlete, sure, but never this level of fitness nut. He started to think about it...but figured it was good tasting food, so he shrugged it off and got everything together. Drake noted with some satisfaction that he had completed his homework entirely.
His brow furrowed at that. And since when am I such a good student too?
Eh, Drake thought to himself, I gotta get to class. I'll figure out all this nerdy shit later.
And so he was off, thankfully the school was decently close so he could walk there, and he found himself walking with much more spring and capacity in his step. He usually took a slower pace, content to enjoy things, but it seemed he was today taking the tack of hurrying to school so he would not be late. (Lateness does not reflect well on the school's bodybuilder!)
Drake didn't know where these weird thoughts were coming from. He was no bodybuilder...
Well, he arrived at school and found himself first and foremost talking to the people from the cultural exchange club. He first waved to Han, who seemed a little puzzled by something, but waved back. It seemed he was bothered by something. Drake hoped his friend from the club cleared his head.
Drake smirked and waved at Karen, who really seemed to appreciate how he was looking now. She commented when he walked over, "You're looking great, Drake. So built..." She let her hand touch his bicep, and he flexed it for her. If she wanted him to be the stud of her dreams, he would be more than happy to fulfill that role.
Chong-Hui walked over, looking a little sore but also similarly to Drake a deal broader and stronger somehow than he did at the start yesterday. His chest was visibly protruding through his shirt, and Drake could see Chong-Hui's back was flaring out and spreading his shirt tight across his back. It was...a pretty nice look, complimented by strong shoulders and arms. Drake didn't know when he started checking out dudes too, but he hardly blamed himself - it'd take a stronger man than him to not check out Chong-Hui.
"Dude..." Chong-Hui started, "...Have you noticed anything...odd?"
"Not really, aside from you looking swole as fuck, brah." Drake punched his shoulder a bit, and Chong-Hui laughed, but then began to walk and gestured for Drake to follow.
Mystified, Drake decided to do so, and Karen shot this event a rather concerned look.
"Alright Drake..." Chong-Hui said as the two of them stepped sufficiently away, "We have to talk a bit..."