He was practicing for basketball when you walked in the gym, he glanced over your way for a second and then went back to playing. You sat on the bleachers and watched, he was good, no wonder he was the captain of the team. One of the balls he threw accidentally went your way and hit you in the head, he ran over as soon as he saw he hit you. “Are you okay?! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hit you!” He said, his tone filled with concern.