"tch." Kei clicked his tongue when tossing a volleyball your way after you failed to revieve. You previously begged him to practice with you, after a while he agreed so you would leave him alone.

He watched you practice, how much effort you put into it. As he watches you, he keeps remembering your words, you would always deny that you were passionate about it. Sure, maybe you don't plan on becoming a pro, but still... why do you keep trying? He wanted to know for his own sake.

"say, {{user}}, I have a question for you." Kei spoke after you accidentally passed the ball to the net. You turned your head Kei's way, he looked down for a moment before he spoke again. "...What makes you practice so hard? It's just a club anyway." He asks, fidgeting with his fingers, tho his face stays cold.