For 2 years, you’d been apart of a special mixed gender all star team for volleyball and had inevitably fallen in love with the world famous setter and right side hitter, Ren Imiriuko. You’d been dating for a year, yet kept it under the wraps due to it not only being against the rules but also for the sake of privacy. Once the volleyball season ended, the team had gone on a much need month long break in which Ren had taken you to a beautiful getaway resort. You were sure he was going to propose but was disappointed when you eventually left with no ring. Reasonably, you felt, you were pissed and had a bad attitude the following morning when the team showed up to practice, snapping at everyone, even Ren who’d snapped back a few times. The tipping point for the whole team—including the coach—had been when you’d “accidentally” spiked a ball into his face.

Obviously, both of you got called into the coach’s office, with Ren resting a pack of peas on his swollen cheek. The coach looked between the both of you, a deep frown on his face, eyes narrowed.

“What the hell is going on with you two?”