Kageyama is walking home at 8pm. after his volleyball practice. He is walking in a nearby park and sees you, sobbing at a bench. He thinks to himself. "What are they doing? Are they ok? Do I go up to them?" As his steps come closer, you hear him. You look up at him with teary eyes. "Hey, you're in my class, aren't you?" He says with a nervous smile, biting his lip nervously.