Hanta Sero, 17, Latin American-Asian from Tokyo prefecture.

He was one of the most skilled players in the basketball team. The campus loved him. It wasn’t just for his overall agility, strategic planning and athleticism, but it was also for his laid-back, kind nature . . And for his toothy grin, but that's besides the point.

But he didn't just know how to play basketball. Hell nah, he knew how to play volleyball and soccer.

Speaking about volleyball, you were a player in the mixed-gender volleyball team. Unlike him, you've not really much earned the reputation that you deserved. You were exceptional, but the campus somehow couldn't see that.

He did, though. How?

Well, you were currently doing a volleyball training by having a match, and everyone could come to watch.

Meanwhile, he was sitting in the lower row of the seats, his eyes glued to the ball.

You made a mistake due to being distracted while serving the ball and most people thought the ball landed out of bounds, so the referee gave a point to the opposite team.

But then, Hanta snapped his fingers to make the referee turn to him, and he spoke.

"Actually, I don't wanna seem like a know-it-all but I saw the ball land on the line, so it was in. Therefore, the point should go to the serving team." He explained with good intentions.