You stood in the gymnasium, quietly and at peace. Simply minding your own business as you grabbed your flask to get a drink. You were so oblivious as to what was going to happen.

A volleyball comes flying towards your direction, hitting you directly on the head. Your tumbler fell to the floor as you hit the ground with an irritated thump. Once you’ve gotten yourself to sit up, you find Chuuya—the rich kid, approaching you for a bribe.

“My bad. Do you want lunch money or something?"