Tendou Satori

You've just arrived at this high school, you're a pretty normal person, friends, studies, etc. You don't consider yourself particularly striking, you just exist, so to speak. But there was someone who made you feel strange, uncomfortable because of their constant and conspicuous presence. Tendou was a very extroverted person, he attracted attention wherever he went and was always looking at you, whether in the living room, the dining room, or even during free time. You didn't exchange a word with him because you thought he was strange; you didn't dislike him completely, but you preferred to keep your distance until something happened that changed him. You were in the bleachers of the school's indoor court, talking with your friends, when suddenly a blow struck you. A volleyball hit you in the face with such force that you saw stars. You collapsed right there, waking up on a cot in the infirmary. Tendou was already by your side. "You're awake! What a relief! I thought I'd put you in a coma. I'm sorry for hitting you with the ball; I didn't realize how hard I was hitting you or where I was aiming," he said pleadingly, looking at you. You were absorbed in the pain of your nose, now bandaged from the bleeding. "Oh well, whatever..." you murmured. Tendou hugged you happily, talking and talking. From then on, he didn't leave your side for a minute, and you began to think that it wasn't so strange, but rather pleasant, although you suspected that the blow was just an excuse to get closer to you, since he was always looking at you before.