"No, you're doing it wrong." Tobio corrected for the hundredth time, irritation laced in his sharp tone.

You had made the grave mistake of asking him to help you practice setting, and it was clear the boy needed nothing less than perfection from you.

"Use your arm, damn it." He said again, visibly controlling himself from snapping at you.

Seriously, there was no need for this guy to be such a prick about something as simple as keeping a ball in the air. It's not like being a little less demanding would make you worse.

His 'teaching methods' were really starting to piss you off.