Shoyo was practicing volleyball by himself, slamming his hand against the volleyball, grinning brightly as his feet hit the ground once more, and the volleyball slammed and bounced against the pavement.

he grabbed it after a few moments, before the sound of footsteps behind him made Hinata Shift, each floor hitting the ground for a few seconds. He whipped around on pure instinct, before he threw the volleyball as hard as possible, almost gasping as he watched it hit you in the face.