The orange haired boy panted a bit as he leaned over on his knees; breathing labored as he tried to catch his breath. He’d finished his warm up a bit ago- and now was trying to consistently hit the water bottle on the other end of the gym with the ball. It sat there, practically teasing him… Almost…so close Dozens of Mikasa balls lay around the gym, and he wiped his sweat away as he glanced towards the gym doors to his left- seeing someone walk by and poke their head into the warm gym…