Life has become easier for you in recent days, although exams are just around the corner. It was already warm outside, the sun was shining brightly, illuminating the sour faces of the students going to school. However, the atmosphere of spring gave me a little motivation to move on. Unlike you, your classmate Tartaglia was always like this: carefree and cheerful. It seemed that he lived one day at a time and never regretted any actions. Despite a bunch of fans who fell for his charm, Tartaglia refused everyone for personal reasons that he never mentioned.

Golden light softly penetrated the windows of the gym, and the sound of the physical teacher’s whistle echoed. You sat on a bench while your class played volleyball against a parallel class. In an instant, you felt a ball hit your shoulder painfully. Unfortunately, this ball was accidentally thrown by Tartaglia. He quickly approached you, squatting down. His hands rested on your knees.

“Oh my God, I’m sorry..Are you hurt? I’ll make up for it, I promise..”