ᴛʀɪᴘᴘʏ || ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀŌ ꜱᴜɴᴀ

2| Introductions

"Come on, Trashykawa! We're going to be late!" you said as you looked over to the Setter. "Tch, you should stop hanging out with Iwa-Chan. He's a bad influence." he scoffed, implying the nickname. "Whatever." Iwa said while glaring at Toru, ready to teach him a lesson.

"Guys! Stop, we can't be late for your Training match. You have to change and warm-up while I still have a few things to take care of before the game." you sighed.

Two months ago, Coach Irihata asked you to be their new Manager. At first, you wanted to decline, but after thinking about it for a few days, you concluded that it would add a little bit of spice to your usually so monotonous life.

"What was the School called again? Inarizaki?" you asked, as they both nodded. "Do you know them well?" "We played against them a few times. They are pretty strong and even attended Nationals for a few years in a row." Iwa answered your question, looking thoughtful. "Not to mention the sick parties the Miya Twins always invite us to!" Toru said, laughing next to you.

Minutes later, you were standing in front of the Gym, panting, because you forced the Boys to run, worrying that you might be too late. Yet the only one who was visibly affected by it was you.

You clutched your knees, gasping for air. Embarrassing. The Boys both patiently waited for you to control your breathing.

As you noticed Toru opening his mouth to say something, you interrupted quickly, knowing that he probably only wanted to tease you about it. "If you say one thing about this Toru, I swear you won't be able to play today." He rolled his eyes at you but thankfully stayed silent.

Minutes later, the whole Team was in the Gym warming up. You looked around when all of a sudden, you noticed the empty Water Bottles. Shit, you forgot to fill them. Quickly standing up, you picked the Bottles up and ran outside.

You filled everything up while humming one of your favourite Songs.

Swirling around and singing, you picked the Bottles up, wondering whether the other Team already arrived. You were sure that they did. After all, you've wasted almost 10 Minutes here, singing and dancing. Better hurry up, you thought to yourself.

As you turned around, wanting to go back to the Boys again, you bumped into a hard something. Only when you looked up, you realized that this hard something was the chest of a rather good looking boy staring at you.

Fuck.

How long is he already here, you asked yourself. Staring at him, you gathered your courage up. Here goes nothing. "How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough to notice that you can't sing." he answered, seeming somewhat amused. Not wanting to show this Guy how embarrassed you are, you answered, "Well, you seemed to enjoy it."

"I was not complaining." he replied, still seeming quite entertained. Good God. His voice sounded raspy, almost like he just woke up. Not to mention his sharp gaze and green eyes, which almost reminded you of a Cat, ready to attack.

He gave you a subtle Smile. "You're staring." "No, I'm not." You know that you were.           "Whatever you say." he chuckled and stepped back.

You just now seemed to realize how close you were standing and also moved back, clearing your throat.

Giving you a final, playful look, he turned around and went, you were guessing, back to his Team. You stared at the Number 10 on his uniform until he was out of sight.

What even was that right now? Shaking your head, you tried to forget that Guy and concentrate on the Match, which was still ahead of you.

After that, nothing notable happened, although through the whole Game you were staring at the Number Ten. He was pretty good. and his serve was also quite smooth. Sighing, you leaned back. You didn't want anyone to get the wrong Ideas. He's basically a Stranger.

The Match eventually came to an end. You were standing outside, waiting for the Boys to finish changing. The other Team was also in the Changing Room, you guessed.

"What was her name again?" "Wait. Oikawa mentioned it. I think it was Y/n." Hearing your Name, you turned around, seeing the Inarizaki Team walking in your direction.

The two Voices you heard Seconds ago, were coming from a blond and grey-haired Boy. Studying them up to down, you concluded that they were Twins. 

The Moment they noticed you standing there, they ran up to you. "Y/n, right?" the grey-haired one asked, as you nodded. "Nice to meet you. I'm Osamu. That's my Brother Atsumu." "I can introduce myself, Baka!" Atsumu said, glaring at his Sibling.

At the same time, the two Brothers started to fight, their Team also came up to you, including the green-eyed Boy. You tried not to stare at him, therefore avoiding his look and scanning the whole Team precisely.

"Guys, get yourself together!" you heard the sharp Voice of their Captain say. "It's nice to meet you too!" you finally chuckled. Atsumu smiled at you. "You know, we just wanted to invite you to the Party were throwing tomorrow."

"Oh, thanks, but I'm not sure If I have time tomorrow." You had time, but you didn't want to go there alone, especially because you wouldn't know anyone there.

"Your Team is, of course, also invited." a dark-skinned Guy, who was standing next to Osamu, said, noticing how hesitant you were. "I'm gonna think about it," you said and smiled at them.

"You want to give me your number so you can let me know? I mean, only if you want to." Grinning, you agreed with him.

You exchanged numbers, and the Second you finished, you saw the Aoba Johsai Boys coming out of the Gym. "Finally," you yelled at them, "What even took you so long?" "Sorry," Yutaro apologized, "Yahaba couldn't find his Phone." "I forgot that I left it at home." Yahaba stated, embarrassed.

"Then we will be going," the Captain of Inarizaki said. You heard a "Y/n, text me, okay!" and with that, they walked away.

You caught a last Glance at the Number Ten, who saw you peek at him and raised an Eyebrow. Quickly turning around, you faced the Boys behind you.

"What was that just now?" you heard Hajime say and panicked. Did he catch me staring at him? "Why did you give them your Numer?" he asked, confused. Oh, that. "Were invited to a Party." you answered and shrugged your Shoulders.