It was the absolute rule of the court that he plays on
The canon, Ushijima Wakatoshi only needed to be given a high toss in order to score a point.
And the rule had been absolute ever since he was in junior high. Whoever they were, whatever thei...
A/N: Omg there's a lot of new readers lately hello hello. You have now caught up and are now in this painful slowburn cycle 😩🤟 jk. Glad to have new readers in this book!
I'll be busy with finals this week so here's an additional art sketch dump for increased serotonin ahuhu. I only do rough sketches. I am very lazy AHAHA
Context: Basically what Ushijima Wakatoshi's view is like every morning in this training camp
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It was the same sunny day with the same refreshing breeze. A refreshing summer breeze blew past the curtains on a certain room.
Although it wasn't really noticeable where a certain group was gathered. They were gathered in a big room, with a large computer monitor and a gaming chair inside of it.
A year ago, they were volleyball players who had been practicing even at the cold nights of the summer season. Surrounded by aspiring athletes from other teams that were dead set on practicing even with the chilly night, it was refreshing how their summer was now something like this.
Although they do miss that sense of accomplishment on stepping foot at nationals and even the tiredness the court had given them some point.
But a certain phone suddenly lit up and vibrated in a certain table in this house at the other part of Japan.
