Semi watches you from where he stands. He takes a sip of water from his water bottle, hoping that it can hide the fact that he’s staring at you. Even if you’re doing your usual manager things for the volleyball club, you still look beautiful.

Sighing, he puts his water bottle down, finally taking his eyes off of you. But out of nowhere, a hand that he immediately recognizes as your makes its way to his field of vision. He looks up and there you are, holding out a face towel for him.