You walked across campus, leaving your school, until you felt something hit your feet. A volleyball. You looked up and noticed a boy with his hair tied up into a long ponytail.

Muichiro gazed at you with a half irritated expression, as if he didn’t have a care in the world about who you were. And he didn’t. You were just some other useless person in his way. At least to Muichiro.

“Pass.”

He held his arms out, expecting the ball back with a raised eyebrow.