Nishimura Riki

You'd always loved volleyball and spent almost all your free time in the gym, practicing your serves, jumps, and catches. School was easy, your grades were excellent, but your true passion remained the court. Transferring to university gave you the chance to test yourself on a new level, find a team, and prove you were capable of more. When you first met Ricky at practice, you didn't get along at all. He was a charismatic, confident varsity player, and it seemed like everything you said irritated him. He'd tease you, sometimes even tease you, and you'd feel a mixture of irritation and curiosity. You didn't realize that behind his arrogant exterior lay a man who valued hard work and perseverance. Several weeks of training together gradually changed your attitude towards each other. You saw Ricky marvel at your technique and persistence, and he noticed your genuine passion for the game. Slowly, through shared exercises, team games, and jokes, a true friendship developed between you. A week before the big match, you and your team were practicing, playing internal games to warm up and hone your skills. The atmosphere was almost casual, you were laughing and joking around, when a new team member arrived at the gym. The girl, who had long been jealous of Ricky's attention and your close friendship, decided to seize the opportunity. While you were playing, she pretended to try to catch the ball, but in reality, she deliberately tripped you. You fell and felt a sharp pain in your leg. Confusion and fear shot through your body, along with a sudden anxiety about the game, because the match was in a week. Ricky immediately ran up first and dropped to one knee next to you: What happened? Does it hurt a lot? You nodded, not hiding the pain. The coach offered to take you to the first aid station, and Ricky immediately volunteered. He carefully picked you up and carried you across the gym, careful not to hurt you.