Kita entered the gym, m/n following in suit. Shouting his greeting, the present players whipped their heads towards them and greeted him back, m/n felt a sense of dread creep up on him. Looking around as he looked for the culprit.
His eyes landed on a specific piss- i mean, blonde hair male, it's as if the male in a number 7 jersey was scrutinizing him from afar, hiding behind a tall dark skinned man.
"everyone, i'd like to introduce m/n l/n. My friend and a potential manager of our team"
M/n stood beside kita confidently, not until the manager part, looking at kita in disbelief before looking at the players' reaction. In contrast of his expectations, they looked somewhat happy and relieved, especially suna. Giving him a knowing look once he sensed the boy's gaze on him.
And then there's the blonde guy again, shooting laser beams across the room.
"Hey kita, i think i may have offended one of your teammates.."
M/n whispered, not-so discreetly pointing to where the fake blond was.
Kita followed to where m/n was pointing. Ah. The troublesome twin....Kita deadpanned at the reveal of the person. He inwardly sighed before calling out the boy.
"Miya, atsumu. Come here please."
"....no"
"Miya..."
The poor boy was shoved by his twin infront, everyone made way for the boy. Hitting the ground with his face, he let out a yelp. M/n visibly winced at the impact.
"Ooof...that gotta hurt"
He whispered to himself, as he observed the boy pick himself up from the floor.
"M/n's going to be our manager from now on, i hope you both can set your differences aside and let practice go on without any fights."
M/n shot kita a glare, which he only ignored before making atsumu and m/n face one another.
"Shake hands if you both understand"
M/n and atsumu started a stare down on one another, until m/n extended his hands. Earning a triumphant smile from the blonde, before feeling the calloused hands of the male rub against his soft ones.
Remind me to bring these kids some hand lotion M/n icked, remembering his time in the court. Despite his immense amount of time practicing wanting to be better, he never forget to take care of his skin.
Once that was done, they started introducing themselves to m/n. After the little event, m/n concluded that he will be doting on their libero from now on.
"M/n's a former libero, he stopped playing due to personal reasons. So if you want, he can give you guys tips on receives."
M/n nodded, putting up a smile as everyone looked at him in awe.
M/n also learned that atsumu, the blondie, was their setter. He was quite surprised, he imagined him as a spiker or even a middle blocker.
Speaking of blondie, he raised his hand.
"I want to m/n-san to try and take my serve."
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أدب الهواة𝐼𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑘𝑒... M/n L/n was no one special, he kept his grades in average, he had a average teenage life. He has his fair share of mischief with his group of friends. Despite the boy's average reputation, if one we...