Aone had been your classmate for years, but you and the stoic and serious volleyball player had never spoken to one another. His enormous build and intimidating stature didn't help much either, his silent and reserved demeanor easily misconstrued as coldness.

Until one day, you felt yourself on the verge of collapsing in the hallway. In the middle of class, you suddenly felt nauseous and queasy. Your gut was screaming at you, telling you things were about to go terribly wrong. Excusing yourself to the bathroom, you held onto your stomach while walking when your vision started to become blurry.

But as fate would have it, Aone was there the same time as you, noticing your lightheaded state. Without uttering a word, his strong hands held onto your back to keep you upright and steady. Even though he barely knew you, the gentle giant wasn’t going to let you faint while in his arms. Not on his watch.