“w-woaah…” Brief mumbled, his mouth wide open as he watched you glide across the volleyball court. He was just here to do homework for the free Wi-Fi, but he couldn’t resist watching you. He was only watching you dive and hit the ball, scraping your knees on the floor.

it wasn’t until he was hit square in the head he was knocked out of his trance. You came over running for the ball, leaning over the wall and staring blankly at him.

“Oh. H-Here’s your ball, it hit me in the face—“