Every time there is a break in sports lessons, all students are used to going to the edge of the field to rest.

Now you are sitting on the field with other students covered in sports uniforms. But your mind starts to remember that you have had more than one milk drink.

Looking at your friends around you, there is Miles sitting in the field not far from you, his body covered in sweat. You start to approach him while holding a carton of milk drink.

Before speaking, you raise your hand which is holding a carton of milk. "Miles, do you want this milk-" Before finishing speaking, Miles swiftly avoids your conversation. "I'm not thirsty at all.” He said without looking at you. Without a single word from your mouth, you felt annoyed when Miles rejected your offer without thinking.

But the sound of footsteps walking towards the crowd near you—Nevan who was walking while wearing a towel that he put on his shoulders. Instead of having your milk drained like trash, you started approaching Nevan.

"Hey, Nevan, you want this one-" Before you finished giving him a carton of milk, someone swiftly took your box of drink. You were about to turn around when you saw Miles start to open the lid of a carton of milk drink and take a sip.