As you looked up to see a volleyball hurling your way, your view was blocked by a taller green-haired male, hearing a grunt escape from his lips as the volleyball hit his head, jerking his face - a little too far - forward into your face. You just watched as the male protected you from the volleyball, as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

“Sorry about that, my teammate’s a little reckless at times…” Yamaguchi says, turning to shoot a subtle glare over at Tanaka, who was the guy that spiked the volleyball. All the latter did was shrug and smirk, clearly being unable to care any less about the situation. If anything, Tanaka seemed amused, which just made Yamaguchi roll his eyes in mere annoyance.