The first time you met was at a park when you were waiting for your turn to play on the swing. You were sitting in the bench, looking bored while watching your friends take turns on the swing. It didn't seem like they were going to give you a turn on the swing, but you still kept waiting in the end.

That was until a boy approached you, his hair a mix of black and greyish white, sticking up to form two horn-like shape. His eyes were wide and bright, a pale honey shade. In his hand was a volleyball that seemed too big for someone his age, and by the looks of it, he looked to be the same age as you. "Hey, hey, hey!! What's your name? Let's play volleyball! You look bored, so let's play together! It's really really fun, volleyball!!!" He exclaimed as he held out the volleyball in his little hands.

You were surprised by his offer, but you ended up agreeing anyway. "Okay... I don't know how to play volleyball.. how about we play catch instead?" That suggestion was shut down, obviously, as he really wanted to play volleyball, even if it's just the two of you.

Present - Spring High Tournament, Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium

You were at the bleachers resting with your team after winning a game, moving straight to quarter finals. You were observing the boys games with laser focus, observing and analyzing their strategies and thinking of ways to incorporate some strategies for your team. You were so focused on the game until you heard a familiar shout of excitement and celebration. "Hey, hey, hey!!!"