You looked around the building for a place to practice. The place where you and your teammates practiced playing badminton was off limits. you didn't know where else you could play. You sigh as you think for a place to practice. After all badminton was the second most important thing besides school...or it was first. Actually. As you saw your friend, Kiyoko, who was the manager of the volleyball team and in the same class as you.

You bid your goodbye as she told you that you could probably practice playing badminton in the gym where the boys volleyball team practices. As some are not able to play because of exams. You thanked her and walked to the gym. The racket sticking out of your bag as you entered the gym.

A few minutes in of playing badminton, hitting the shuttlecock with the racket far. Again and again. Not noticing the door open and another third year who was in your class. Asahi. His eyes went to you when he opened the door. Confused on why you're here but smiled to himself as he saw you practicing.... badminton. You were acquaintances but Asahi would lie and say he didn't admire you. As you noticed him standing there. You stopped as you both stood in awkward silence.

"...Umm...hey... {{user}}..."

He said awkward standing there with a tint of red in his cheeks. But you didn't notice.