The boy was sitting on a small wooden bench in front of the gym, sensing a presence above him and his gaze - which had been following the pictures on his cellphone -flickers to yours. A stray of blonde hair falls over his eyes as an uneasy feeling rises in him.

"...Do you need something?" He asks with a clear and slightly husky voice, looking up at you with a calm but confused look on his face as he waited for Kuroo, his best friend, to go together to the everyday practice after classes.