Boys naturally don't play balls.

Football, basketball, volleyball, table tennis...

It's all a project that only has many people to play.

He is not good at it either.

He aimed at the horizontal bar.

But I found that there were already many students around the horizontal bar.

...

The boy broke down his plan to play with the horizontal bar.

He looked around.

All the students are all within their sight.

There is no clean place.

He sighed in his heart.

never mind.

He'd better leave here.

It’s just that he is missing, the teacher probably won’t notice it.

After hesitating for a while, the boy decided to go to the equipment room.

In this way, he can still explain the story when the incident is revealed.

He is going to get the equipment.

Instead of being lazy.

...

"Ouch!"

The boy screamed in pain.

This familiar feeling...

From the corner of my eyes, I saw the basketball that was bouncing away, and the corner of the boy's mouth twitched hard.

He was actually smashed by the basketball again.

...

"Of course-"

"It's you."

The anxious apology came to an abrupt end.

It turned into words that were unknown.

...

The boy raised his eyes.

His hands covered his forehead that had just been hit by a basketball.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

The person who came was a student in his class.

Seeing the other party curling his lips, the boy felt that his forehead, which was not very painful, suddenly started to feel sore.

He pursed the corners of his lips.

...

"Yo."

"Why did you hit him?"

Another boy with a buzz cut came over and took the shoulders of the round-headed boy who had just apologized.

"His mind is not good at all."

"Isn't this smash even more problematic?"

...

"Puff~"

“Haha~”

The words of the boy with a buzz cut made the onlookers sneer tacitly.

...

The only one outside of the state is the boy.

The boy looked confused.

He thought that the buzz-cut boy was just a squeezing him.

But the reactions of the people at the scene made him vaguely feel that it was not that simple.

...

What's wrong?

The boy pressed hard on his forehead that had just been hit.

The shadows that the hands fell on his eyes provided him with a little sense of security.

The boy felt helpless.

He wants to know what they are saying and laughing at...

The tight lips were pursed but could not make any sound.

...

He wants to leave here.

He didn't like these sights that fell on him.

I also hate these laughing faces.

And harsh laughter.

...

The boy took a deep breath.

The feeling of thrusting my forehead became more and more obvious.

...

"Hello."

The boy with a buzz cut looked at the boy with curiosity.

...

The boy was stunned.

How long has it been...

The classmates in the class did not take the initiative to talk to him.

The boy was a little confused and unfamiliar.

I didn't know how to respond for a while?

...

"Have you ever seen a doctor?"

The boy with a buzz cut pointed to his head.

...

The boy's eyes widened for a moment.

See a doctor?

What doctor should I see?

ah……

Does it mean that he was hit by the ball just now?

Then hasn't he been here all the time?

Have you ever seen a doctor and still need to ask him?

The boy found that he didn't seem to understand the other party's words, obviously very simple...
To be continued...