Despite their exhaustion, joy was clearly written on everyone’s faces. Some even cried outright.
Many of those present had started attending various tryouts from a young age, spending their entire youth on the track.
For over a decade, they had poured their youth and sweat into this sport. Their passion was real, but so was the hardship.
Chloe Sinclair found herself moved by the emotions of these athletes, some of whom weren’t much older than her, and others even younger.
She turned away and took a deep breath. When she turned back to face them, Chloe Sinclair wore only a faint smile.
"Take a ten-minute break, then go practice acceleration runs."
Then, looking at another group, she said, "Sprinters, please come to the track."
After a moment’s thought, Chloe Sinclair added, "Julian Dawson, you come over too."
Julian Dawson was a bit surprised, but seeing the serious look in Chloe Sinclair’s eyes, he walked to her side without asking why.
Coach Young frowned.
"Julian is a long-distance runner."
The implication was that he should stick to his long-distance training.
Chloe Sinclair pondered for a moment before insisting, "It’s fine. Let him give it a try."
Coach Young looked like he wanted to say something, but held his tongue.
But looking at Chloe Sinclair’s determined expression, he decided against voicing his doubts.
As the athletes gathered on the track, Chloe Sinclair instructed, "Do a fifty-meter acceleration run."
The athletes understood immediately.
Julian Dawson was in the last group to run.
He was the only one left to run.
"Miss Sinclair, am I running alone?"
Chloe Sinclair shook her head. "I’ll run with you."
Julian Dawson’s eyes lit up at her words, and he let out a happy grunt of agreement.

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