A small, fist sized ball hit a soft cushion, sinking into it before bouncing back and falling to the floor. The mark it left behind was at the center of a large circle. Its red color turned white the next moment, and green rings spread out toward the edge, signalling a positive result.
Standing a few dozen meters away, a young boy gazed at the glowing target with an impassive expression. His short hair was wheat-blonde hair was cut short, a feature that mixed perfectly with his handsome face and unblemished porcelain skin of his.
One look at him and most would never doubt that he was the fastest kid on the playground, though his calm attitude seemed to suggest that he wasn't the kind to bother with childish games.
