𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐡 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 6

The last match of the Miyagi Prefectural Spring Qualifiers is about to begin, as the girls of both teams were finished with warming up.

It'll be alright, I'll win this match. No, we'll win this match. And after we do, we will attend the nationals and win there as well.

Y/n was thinking to herself, as she was observing the court, drinking a few sips of cold water.

„Y/n, as always, focus on the match and observe the opponent's team. Search for the openings and if you feel that a time-out is needed, just give me a signal and I'll call for it. Alright?”

The coach spoke in her usual calming yet at the same time encouraging manner, as the (h/c) haired girl nodded her head in agreement.

„Let's go everyone!”

Y/n uttered, calling everyone to form a circle, and they promptly did. All the girls were now forming a circle together with their coach, putting their hands on top of each others.

„Let's give this match all we've got!”

„Yeah!”

They raised their hands into the air simultaneously, placing nervous, yet excited smiles at their visages, walking over to the court.

„Captains!”

As a rumbling voice of a man called for the captains of both teams, Y/n approached the dark haired girl with a grin on her face.

„Let's make this an outstanding match.”

Y/n spoke with her usual assertive tone of voice, as the girl grabbing her hand strongly squized it.

„You bet we will.”

At her words, Y/n's smile widened even more, as they let go off each others hand, walking back to their sides of the court.

The boys of the Nekoma volleyball team were already at the auditorium, observing both captains as they greeted each other.

„Did you notice that, Kenma?”

„Notice what?”

Kenma spoke in his usual imperturbable manner, pretending to be playing his game, while he actually just grabbed onto it after catching a glimpse of the little moment between two captains.

„Don't tell me you were playing your game just now...”

„I did, why? Did something happen?”

He queried, glancing straight into Kuroo's hazel eyes.

„I won't take your game away this time, but you better keep your eyes on the match.”

Kenma nodded to his words, glancing over to the court for a few seconds, as the ricocheting sound of a whistle filled the court, not leaving the auditorium without it either.

This time, Y/n was the first to serve, throwing a ball into the air while making a few steps forward before jumping.

As she hit the ball, she aimed for the opponent's part of the court that lacked players again, just like she did in the last two matches.

The ball hit the parquet quickly, giving a clear point to the Nekoma team.

Good, that was a success. This time, I have to check something out.

As the sound of the whistle reached her ears for the second time, she repeated the same moves from the first serve, except changing the course of the ball this time.