On the third day of 204's stay, the sky was extremely clear, and the bright sun made the trees and grass outside the window shine brightly.

I remember every detail about him on this day.

The basketball court on the concrete floor in front of the gymnasium, the light blue basketball hoop on the basketball court, the basketball hoop that reflected the bright sunlight into a dazzling halo, the volley that saved me from the catastrophe, and the calm and unhurried body are my fondest memories of his beginning.

It was almost noon, and I had just finished all the formalities that I had not had time to complete the day before, and walked out of the freshman registration hall.

The registration hall is temporarily set up in the school's gymnasium, although it is almost time for lunch, but the busyness here still has no intention of retreating, people and cars come and go, endlessly.

On the basketball court in front of the hall, the light blue hoop standing in the sunlight actually felt a little towering, and the boys who had been running and shooting when I came were still having fun.

The light outside was dazzling, and I was fascinated by the various guides and introductions in my hand as I walked towards Building 6, and there was a heavy muffled sound of a basketball smashing on the concrete floor on the left side from time to time.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation, and I jerked my head up.

I saw that under the basketball hoop with a halo of sunlight, a huge ball was smashing rapidly and was close overhead.

The rest of the reactions were too late, and I just realized that it was "over" and "miserable".

It was so sudden that I had enough time for my body to reflex to close my eyes, and the time was so short that I didn't have enough time to reflex for other movements.

Just 0.01 seconds before I closed my eyes, a figure leaped out from behind my left side, flew faster than the speed of the ball, and scooped the huge ball with one hand.

When I opened my eyes with uncertain horror, the man was already firmly on the ground ten paces away from me.

I saw him calmly throw the orange ball back to the boys in the field, and then glanced at me, as if to confirm that I was still intact, and went straight across the court, turned left onto the boulevard and walked in the direction of the main building.

Only a knightly back was left that was fading away, and I was a little stunned to see.

"Are you alright?" Several boys on the field said concerned greetings.

I smiled at them and said it was fine.

When I looked up to the left again, the figure was gone.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, I slowly got up from a lazy nap and couldn't fully wake up for half a day.

The scene on the basketball court still dangled in front of me from time to time, and I couldn't see the boy's face clearly, but I remembered that he was tall, dark, thin, and well-trained.

I jumped out of bed and washed my face, my thoughts were not chaotic, but I always seemed to be half-asleep and half-awake, and something was not clear.

I shook my head and began to lazily continue to sort through my unfinished things, my head jumping incoherently to think that I didn't just seem to be more than two beats slower than the sheath.

The four of them had already packed up their miscellaneous belongings, and only I had a few things scattered out on the unoccupied bunk near the door.

In the past two days, there is no arrangement in their respective classes, probably because all the people have not yet arrived, and the military training will not start until next week, except for the registration procedures and the like, there is nothing else to do at this time, the four of them are sitting at the table leisurely and don't know what to fiddle with, everyone has a ride and chats about idle days.

A few fast-paced knocks interrupted my half-sleep, and I, who was closest to the door, dropped my things in surprise and quickly took a step towards the door, pulling open the door of my bedroom.