𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 3

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The next match had commenced and all the gazes from the auditorium were pointed at both teams, this game was indeed far more intense than the previous one.

„I honestly don't know how this match is going to end, both teams are so good at serving, and receives are mostly off, but spikers from both teams are also good. What do you think, Kenma?

Kuroo queried the boy sitting next to him, who wasn't even watching the match most of the time. While he answered to Kuroo's question, he was still committed to playing his game.

„I don't know.”

Kuroo was now somewhat annoyed by the fact that Kenma wasn't paying attention to such an interesting match, as he grabbed the game console from Kenma's hands.

„Stop playing games for a bit, I promise you won't regret watching this match.”

Kenma wasn't really convinced by his words, until he saw Kuroo's expression changing into something he's never seen before.

„Besides, Y/n-chan is about to get serious.”

Once he heard those words, he decided to watch the match for a few minutes, before taking his game back.

As his gaze landed on Y/n, it was almost as if she transferred her own energy and feelings at the moment to him, making him suddenly feel tense and interested in the ongoing match.

It was her turn to serve, and as soon as the whistle was heard, she threw the ball into the air, making a few steps forward as she jumped to hit the ball.

This time, she was using more than 70% of her speed and force when she hit the ball, and the serve was so precise that it landed onto the part of the opponent's court that lacked players.

It was an instant point to the Nekoma team, and the crowd momentarily began cheering again. Everyone felt nervous as they observed the match and the players, since all of them were very good at volleyball.

„Nice kill, Y/n-senpai!”

Her team was congratulating her, and she was already preparing to hit the next serve. As she served, the opponent's tried to receive the ball, but as soon as they touched it, it flew away to the side by the influence of the force that was put in it.

Another point, but it was close to being out before they even tried to receive it...this time I have to predict their moves better, to avoid them as I hit the ball. To trick both teams into thinking that I'm going to serve to a predictable place, when I actually aim for another.

As soon as another whistle was heard, Y/n threw the ball into the air, adding even more speed and force into the serve, as all eyes around her were following the ball.

Please land there, please trick them...

She was also observing the ball, not quite sure if her aim was right, but as soon as the ball landed on the other side of the court, she twisted her lips into a big bright smile.

I did it! I did it! I fucking did it!

That point marked the end of the first set, ending with 25-21.

„Another nice kill, Y/n-senpai! You did so well today!”

„Yes! You're the best Y/n-senpai!”

„Thanks girls, but I couldn't possibly win this without you.”

The girls celebrated the first set already, going to their coach for a little speech before the beginning of the next set.

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