How bad do you think it is to turn up late on your first day of school? Because I am definitely going to be late.
I didn't even have time to iron my uniform before mom was shoving me out the door, jeez and who was it last night telling me not to go. I was a little hesitant at first in which direction I was supposed to go in, but I soon started seeing the kids from yesterday headed in the same direction, so I used them as my personal compasses.
Nekoma high school was a lot bigger than the pictures portrayed, a set of steps led to a blossom covered path way, a fountain on each side a long with hundreds of students jostling around as they hurried off to first lesson. The first place I needed to do was go to the principles office, I'm hoping he has a map or something that would help me get around, however the only difficulty I faced now was- finding where his office was. I entered through the double doors and came across a long narrow hallway, students were running up and down it, first years I'm guessing based on how tiny and scared there faces looked.
I continued on walking until I was stopped in my tracks, not really by my own account, more because a locker had just opened onto my face.
"ah fu- hey dude try being a little more careful" I opened up the locker a little more so I could see the culprit behind it, a small boy with bleached hair, the same as the guys from yesterday stood below me, completely unaware of my existence as he had his head buried inside his phone playing what looked like, pacman.
"Hey shorty?"
This seemed to spark his attention, but not in the way I wanted it. His eyes narrowed up towards me, glaring at me as a try again sound came from his phone. We made uncomfortable eye contact for a few seconds before I was the one to cave and turn my head to the side.
"jeez, its just a game anyway. hey since I'm here can you show me the way to the principles office"
This is what I had planned to say, but barely got a word out before he closed his locker and walked away, re submerging his face into his phone again. I hoped the next person I found was a little more useful than he was, or at least wouldn't ignore me, damn what was that dudes issue. Before walking away I felt something brush up against my foot, looking down to see a Volleyball rolling around on the floor. So there really is a volleyball club here, Jackpot! But who's ball am I holding right now? Wait- no way. Was it that gamer dudes.
I tucked it under my arm before asking the next person who passed me to direct me to the volleyball court, the principles office can wait a little. The court was even bigger than I pictured it as, A huge net strung across the middle as balls flew over it, this must be the Nekoma volleyball team judging by the power coming from their spikes, oh and that set was pretty amazing too. Well what a coincidence this was, that set came from no other than shorty the gamer boy.
"Kuroo right?"
I turned around to see a pretty cheerful face approach me
"The principle mentioned wed have a newcomer, I'm Lev, nice to meet ya. Hey guys come greet the newbie"
Everyone turned their heads towards us and headed over, soon surrounding the two of us and began introductions.
"and that over there is kenma our setter, hes a little antisocial but you'll get used to him" ah, so his name was kenma, and by the sounds of it, what I met was just his personality. Funny, suddenly I want to be friends with him.
Lev did majority of the explaining, what positions people played, strongest and weakest points, they even demonstrated some plays. Admittedly I was pretty excited, not only did they seem like chill guys, but I finally got to play with a team. They set up with me this time, Tamahiko taking his serve from the opposite side of the court. His serve was powerful, it was a jump serve and the height he gathered within the few steps he took to jump was fascinating: the ball came down with speed, only for Yuki to receive it, killing the speed and sending it to kenma who preformed the perfect set, leaving Shohei to spike it down and get us the first point.
Now it was my turn. Our team served first, allowing the other side to follow our tactics, a receive, a set, here's my chance, then lastly a spike. The moment the ball left the setters hands was the moment I jumped, arms above my head and hands folded, allowing me to block the hit.
"Nice kuroo!!" echoed through out the court as I bent over, breathing heavy. was I normally this out of breath, its barely been 10 minutes.
"Ah, nice set Kenma" I jogged over to where he had perched. He immediately took out a switch from his bag before giving me a half side glance.
"Thanks. you're pretty good too" woah so he can speak.
"Hey Kuroo, Newbies job is to pack up the court, good play today man, see you tomorrow" the team laughed and gave Kuroo sympathetic waves as they grabbed their towels and left, leaving Kuroo and Kenma by themselves.
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Fanfiction"It may not have been said by someone famous, and maybe no one will feel comforted by it. But the only person I need it to comfort is standing right next to me"
