Set, Dunk, or Akashi Seijuro

A New Beginning

"Speaking"

Thinking in thoughts

'On the phone'

"English"

(A/N: This is story I wrote as a time waster and a tiny project. I will update when I can cause I'm going to be starting freshman high school soon. I will write when I'm bored or when I have time.)

Third POV

Akira walks from her chair to the trash bin, throwing away her garbage from her bento. The first day of school was surely quiet. She thought to herself recalling the silent morning since she moved to the unknown area. She was wearing a white blouse and a tie/bow around her collar with a navy blue short skirt that only reached her thighs. Lucky her, she was wearing tiny shorts under her skirt. She walks out of her 1-5 classroom and heads into the crowded hallway filled with students that were still asking new comers to join the clubs. She had already chosen the club she is going to participate in. I'm just going to the volleyball gym. As she walks toward the gym door, she noticed that door was opened widely. She strolls inside noticing a raven-haired boy practicing some jump serves. He was wearing a dark red sweater that was rolled up to his elbows and and same colored pants.

Akira POV

I lower my presence so he can't see me. Arigato Testu-chan. I picked up his misdirection trick. To be fair, picked up almost everyone's abilities. He and I had the exact style of basketball. Sometimes they said I was a spilt image of him sometimes. I sneak to the back of the gym and plop myself down on the stage. I start observing his actions and movements. His power from his arm and leg muscles are average but the look on his face is showing the excitement in this sport. It's really hard to read his facial expressions. He doesn't seem like a wing spiker. His hands have easily directed the ball to one side of the court to the other. Maybe he's a setter. He goes again for a jump serve, but just before he is able to hit it over the net...

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

The ball lands on his head as the boy try to regain his posture. All you could hear was a quiet 'ow' and the ball bouncing on the floor.

Everything just... stopped. There was only silence.

The ravenette slowly starts turning his head towards where the voice came from.

And there was, at the door, a... tangerine? I- well he looks like a tangerine. His spiky orange hair. What else would it remind you as. He's also short, shorter than me, I think.

"You're that guy from last year." The tall boy breaks the silence from them. "I don't know your name." He says looking straight to tangerine-kun.

"M-my name is Hinata Shoyo!" He responds back after being shocked from his previous sentence. "I doubt you even remember a team you beat in one game-!"

"I fully remember you." Ravenette-kun cuts him off. He seems so deep in thought as he stares at the shorter boy. I don't think he is paying attention at what tangerine-kun- I mean Hinata-kun was shouting at him.

As ravenette-kun turns his head to look at Hinata-kun. "You wanna fight?!" Hinata-kun raises his hands in defensive manner trying to be intimidating.

Key word: trying

"You klutzy piece of shit!" Ravenette-kun suddenly pulls out, well shouts out. You can see the lightning going right through Hinata-kun's pride. I softly giggle hoping they didn't hear it. And they didn't! Yay me! I'm getting good. I give myself a pat on the back.