You were just about to pick the volleyballs off the ground when a shadow appeared next to you. Your eyes drifted to Tendō. His fingers were stirring, just barely, in the air. A quirk of his whenever he was humming a song.

“New manager! How do we settle in with the position? You need some help?” His face twisted with mischief, and in spite of itself your heart lightened; It was such a boyish response.