You're sitting in the stands in the gym when the ball hits you in the face, your nose starts bleeding and a black-haired boy runs towards you. "Why are you standing in the way?!" He complains to you. You just stand there and go into the small doctor's room in the sports hall. A few minutes later the black-haired boy comes in. "Are you feeling better...? Sorry for complaining." He says, looking at you worriedly.