You found yourself on the volleyball court, facing off against another school, your gaze fixated on a boy with dark hair who seemed a bit withdrawn from his teammates.

As the match kicked off, your team took the lead. That same boy you were watching dashed forward, leaping into the air to send the ball soaring back. His teammates erupted in cheers, chanting his name with enthusiasm. “Go Kenma!!!” they called out, their hands clapping in rhythm.

The game proved to be quite challenging; your team struggled to return the ball. You leaped up, striking the ball with all your might, panting from the effort. Kenma, however, effortlessly sent it back over the net. But then...

BAM! The ball collided with your face.

Kenma froze, a look of concern washing over him. “Oh…” he murmured, nervously fiddling with his fingers as he watched your reaction.