Ushijima sat on the edge of the bed, legs outstretched and shoulders slumped, his mind elsewhere, mentally reviewing every move and looking for ways to improve.

Every word she uttered went unheeded, and exhaustion did little to soothe his temper. With a frustrated sigh, Ushijima finally looked up at her.

"I don't understand why you care so much about something so trivial." His tone was harsher than he had expected. The words flew out of his mouth like an arrow.