“That was it?!”   Ezra’s eyes widened, and I blinked thousands of times. We’re both surprised because of how I suddenly raised my voice like that. “It’s my first time hearing you talk so much and even raising your voice like that.” He said while blushing even harder.    I don’t understand why he’s shy now when he’s oblivious to many things. And I didn’t even expect him to think about things like ‘embarrassing.’    He started scratching the back of his head. “I might look like I don’t care about other people’s circumstances, but I don’t want you to hate me… as you said.” He whispered the last words he said, which made me unable to hear them.   

They left after that. "What was the purpose of doing that?" I mumbled as I got up. "And you don't call people queer just because we're not made out of pure muscles just like you blockheads are."    When I turned around, I didn't expect to see Ezra. Wait! Did he heard what I've said?!    Ezra smiled at me and didn't talk to me any further. The training started, and not like his usual self, he didn't approach me nor looked at me. I might end up thinking that I did something wrong to him because of how Ezra averts his gaze and avoid me. He didn't do that this morning though. What's wrong with him now?    "Gather everyone."   We all we

Ezra tilted his head with his forehead creased. “I don’t think I understood your question.” That’s when I realize something. He’s naturally kind!    The actions he showed me were just him being himself, but I overthought about it and expected that I was some special person towards him. This will definitely make me look weird in his eyes now! Again, why do I keep embarrassing myself in front of this upperclassman?!   I tidied my table as I stood up. “F-Forget it. I-I was just silly.” I was too shy to even look at him. “Thank you for helping me.”   I could also feel his shyness without looking at his face and even with his cheery tone. “It’s no problem. You can always ask me for help.” He pats my head once again, making me conscious of him all over. 

Devon scoffs. "Don't tell me Ezra rejected the idea of me being the official setter?" He glared at Ezra, who just smiled at him. "And what do you mean about my attitude? I didn't do anything to that pipsqueak or any other teammates."    Hearing that makes coach Alfred sighs. "You're already bullying him by calling him with that name, so stop. No matter what you say, my decision won't change until your attitude does. You're all dismissed now. Don't forget to cool down and stretch."    Coach Alfred left after that. He must be busy with paper works too, since he's also a teacher. I think I've heard that besides being the coach and faculty adviser of the boys' volleyball team, he's also a P.E and mathematics teacher, which is impressive.    Captain too

It was pure silence on our way home. Ezra didn't speak about anything like how he usually does. I do enjoy peace and quiet, but not this again. I'm anxious that he might be thinking something wrong about me.    I'm aware that he's not that type of a person, but maybe he hated how I snuck my nose into his business. I can't stop overthinking, and this is the problem with me.    We're not even close for me to do something like that. Though it doesn't matter if Ezra hates me, I'm all good as long as he wouldn't bother me anymore.   The darkness and the cold wind didn't help as it just made everything more awkward. Or was that just me?   As soon as we arrived in front of my house's gate, I bowed