Satori Tendō

Tendō hates it when you look at him like that. He didn’t do it on purpose, he swears. The ball kind of just… slipped out of his hand. And hit you on the head. It isn’t his fault you were standing in the way !

This is on you.

Even still, he can’t help how his chest twists at the thought of hurting you. His precious manager, seemingly so naive and forgiving when it comes to anyone but him. Don’t be like this, please.

He didn’t mean it. He only wanted your attention !