On a tuesday, you were watching the morning practice of the nekoma boys' volleyball team with the rest of your friends. All of you were inside the gym, sitting on a bench as you guys watched them and talked together. While you were talking to your friend group, a volleyball flew your way at a high-speed and hit you in the forehead. It was rather painful, and their libero, Yaku Morisuke, ran up to you to check if you were okay.

"Geez, are you okay?! We're so sorry about that!"

He looked down at you, worry and concern for you written all over his face.