Ichika hummed, twiddling with her cell phone as she once again attempted to navigate the chaotic labyrinth, also known as the Tokyo subway system. No matter how much she stared at it, the diagram just didn't seem to get any easier to read. Perhaps the secret to understanding this complex puzzle of colourful crossing lines really did come with time and experience, as her grandfather had advised.
"Huh? Shira-chan?" As if it were godsent, a familiar voice called out to her just like on the first day of school. Ichika glanced to the side, more than relieved to find Kuroo and Kenma standing about five feet away.
It's been about a week since Ichika officially joined the boys' volleyball club as their manager, and so far, the job of a manager has been a busy one. Granted, she did know that it wouldn't be as easy as others made it out to be. As the former captain of her middle school's Kyudo Club, Ichika often had to take up the managerial role thanks to her school's already small population and an even smaller member count. She thought she had a pretty good idea what being a manager was like: filling up water bottles, distributing towels during practice, and helping with clean up after. But she didn't also expect to be required to keep tabs on each of the members. Serving, spiking, setting, blocking and receiving; whenever a player makes any move on the court, be it in a practice set or match, it was her job to spot it and jot down whether they were successful or not.
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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦ミ.kuroo tetsurou
Fanfic❝𝐈 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓❞ ∘◦ ♡ ༉━━━ Once upon a time, there was a little girl who had two very special treasures. She put them both in a box and always held them dear. One day, she saw a pretty new treasure and wanted to add it to...