As you walked into the gym for your brother’s volleyball match, the team was already warming up. The sound of sneakers squeaking and volleyballs hitting the floor filled the space.

Blake, your brother’s best friend, spotted you in the crowd and waved, his usual cocky grin in place.

“Eyes on the ball, Mitchell!” the coach barked.

You moved to take a seat on the bleachers when, out of nowhere, the ball smacked straight into the coach.

Blake shrugged, completely unfazed. “Eyes on the ball, Coach,” he shot back with a smug grin.