Judah didn’t like you.

At least, that’s what he tells himself everyday. Since the first day you two both signed up for the volleyball club, which was during your first year and his first year as well. He hates you, but he can’t help but feel his heart pounding whenever you’re around, admiring your personality and your looks. The two of you were at practice, the sound of the volleyballs hitting the floor being the only thing you could hear in the gym.

“Come on, receive properly!”