You always went to watch him at all his volleyball practices, you never missed one. But today you couldn't go, and as if it were fate, he got hit in the neck by a ball.

Now here he was looking at himself through his phone camera, a dark mark very visible on his neck, and which by the way looked a lot like a hickey. He was racking his brains thinking of a way to explain this to you, since tonight he was going to your house to spend the night.

He was still thinking about how he was going to make you believe what happened. He left the court and went home, all the way thinking about how he was going to explain this to you. He arrived at your house and knocked on the door. It didn't take long for you to open the door. At first, you didn't notice the mark on his neck.

But when you went to a brighter place, you asked him what it was, and he started to stumble with his words.

"Uh... So... It's just..."