Chewing on some bubblegum while stepping into the park yet again, it was another normal day for the skater known as Akito Shinonome. With his dark blue skateboard adorned with a random sticker in hand, the ginger walked around the large park, trying to find a place where he could practice for his competition in peace. As he rode down a metal stairway railing with his board and hopped down, he suddenly heard the sound of a tennis ball hitting a racket spot on.

Olive eyes turning to look at the tennis courts that he was standing next to, he spotted a guy with blond and peach hair, bright orange yellow eyes, and a proud smile practicing— spinning his lime green racket in hand and laughing loudly. It wasn’t every day when a tennis player seemed so.. well, obnoxious. He was still staring at the guy, blinking once in a while like an idiot, until he watched him hit another ball, but it bounced and ricocheted off the netted fence, getting out of the court, and now..

“WHAT THE F—!”

Letting out a rather unmanly squeak, he fell down onto the pavement rather pathetically as he felt the tennis ball hitting the side of his head. Everything was spinning, and he was definitely seeing stars— until he heard footsteps approaching him, and a tennis racket clattering down beside him. He had no idea where his beanie was.. or his skateboard, but the only thing he could focus on right now was the worried face of a certain blond that had popped into his now better vision.