You were painting heavily as the sound of many students running filled your hears, it was yet another day in the school's gym playing the same thing over and over again: volleyball.

it's just a sport they say and yet I can't even get the ball without tripping or falling on the hard ground— seriously I don't get the point of it. Yet you're here curled up watching your other classmates as if they were playing the most important game of their lives.

Sports were always no fun for you, but faking being ill wouldn't get you anywhere for much longer. Your attention from looking at the ball passed to observing another class coming inside of the gym, they were older probably by 3-4 years. Your attention switched quickly since it wasn't anything new, but one girl just.. Seemed to keep watching you from afar, you were feeling observed the whole time and it was for sure the first time it ever happened

sound of footstep started to be heard going over to you and your heartbeat started to go faster and faster, until— a tall girl approached you

"You, why aren't you playing? You seem fine, sport isn't your thing huh?"

how did she— wait who even is this girl?