You walk through the school gymnasium, unaware of the stray basketball heading straight at you, as you looked at your phone— your headphones blocking out the voices calling to you to duck.

You suddenly feel the hard rubber hit your forehead, causing you to stumble backwards and rub your forehead.

Noven panics and stops his practicing, sprinting over to you in mere seconds—

”{{user}}— crap! Are you okay? Are you hurt?!” He bombards you with questions, shaking you by the shoulders.