EDIT: i know i said that there won't be major revisions, but starting from this chapter, i will have to do some major revisions in the story. this is due to the fact that: the next few chapters were just used to prolong the story and it doesn't really have anything to do with the storyline.
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[First Name] Sakai hasn't always been fond of Monday. Even the mere thought of that dreadful day was already enough for her to be in agony. But really, who liked monday? Is there even such person in the world that exists and is capable of looking forward to what comes the next day after today? If that were the case, the black-haired girl definitely isn't like the person.
Although, there could be several reasons as to why people would hate Monday. Firstly, it starts the week. That is the prominent reason why individuals grew hatred in their heart. Second, everyone must have to return to work after two (2) days of freedom from the weekends— this shows the comparison between two (2) different lives. Third, it symbolizes the start of yet another week of hardwork. There are more reasons why society collectively agreed that Monday is the worst day, and that proves the girl's point.
Not only was it Monday, but it was also early in the morning and today was definitely not her day. Even though the girl was getting close to the volleyball team, she never fails to show her emotionless face when the members were not around. She sometimes pauses and tries to reconsider, what if she was an omnivert? She was in the scale between extrovert and introvert. However, with the way she socializes, she bounces from the two extremes. She can be an extrovert with the team's presence at one point, but when one random person joins in the picture, all of her words are gone.
The professor instructed them to write a reflection about one poem and it was fine with her. The only problem is that it just had to be by partners. See, groupings would be fine for her. It would be no problem to carry on with her own pace while still contributing to the group. Being in pairs is [First Name]'s weakness. She was about to ask the professor if he would allow her to do it alone but she can't help but to notice that Kageyama wasn't talking to anyone. Could it be that he didn't have any friends? Well, he does look intimidating.
She observed the setter, checking if the boy has a partner already. Her gaze, however, doesn't go unnoticed by the said boy. He raised his eyebrow while giving her a questioning look and she approached him. "Don't have a partner yet?" She asks Kageyama.
"Thing is, academics really isn't my thing so I'm having a hard time." He sheepishly said, scratching his nape.
"Well, you are inclined in sports. That's understandable." She comments, "Want to be my partner for this project?"
The boy looked at the girl with sparkles in his eyes, nodding immediately. "Please, I need to pass or else I'm out of the team!"
"No worries, literature is my forte. I got your back, tough guy." She softly smiled, patting his back.
A blush escaped Kageyama's face.
He wasn't sure of the alien feeling that has been bothering him for a while now but oddly enough, it doesn't make him uncomfortable. Although he is still unaware of what he's feeling, there's one thing that has been cleared out to him after weeks of reflection.
For Kageyama Tobio, wherever [First Name] Sakai is, there is warmth and tranquility. One that he doesn't want to lose.
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The entire day went normal aside from the absence of Karasuno's guardian deity. At the end of the day, [First Name] was with the team in the gymnasium as she ponder how Nishinoya was doing. She did leave some food for him before going to school and he insisted that he would be fine alone, but she can't help it. Worrying for an injured friend is normal.
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Fanfiction❝ A heart that truly loves never forget. ❞ ੈ✩‧₊˚ [First Name] Sakai who just moved to Miyagi Prefecture, a transferee in Karasuno Highschool as a first year, happen to be recruited as the Male Volleyball Team's New Manager by her fellow first year s...