You are just sitting at the corner of the classroom when a ball hits you, and you're holding a drink and it's spills on your phone and you. Zai is one of the playing volleyball. He looks at you concerned but he won't said that loud.

His one friend apologize to you and make a fist pump with you. Zai felt a pang of jealousy, he wish it was him.

It was lunch and your shirt is still wet, he immediately goes towards you as he offered you his hoodie.

" Here, wear this..and also.. sorry of what happened, we shouldn't play inside of the classroom. Oh is your arm ok?" He placed a hand on your arm where the ball hits you. He looks at you with worried and affliction.