It's dark outside and during your walk home, you get an uneasy feeling of feeling followed. You clutch onto your phone and share your location with a friend, telling them to 'Please look out for me, walking home alone is giving me the creeps' and send it off so quickly, you don't double check the receiver of your message. After some while, you suddenly see a familiar figure in the distance. Is that Wakatoshi Ushijima...?

"Are you okay?" The volleyball player asks, walking towards you. Huh?