Takanobu Aone wasn’t afraid of much. He had faced the strongest spikers, stood unmoving before the fastest attacks, and built the Iron Wall of Date Tech with his own hands. But there was one thing that made his stomach twist—a quiet kind of fear, one he never spoke about.Nobody ever sat next to him on the train.He knew why. His tall, broad frame, the sharp eyes, the stony silence—people saw him and took a step back. They’d rather stand than take the empty seat beside him.